Like the headless horseman who returns to town to get his head
I’ve come back to town to get mine
But unlike his way of neighing loud and beheading boastfully
I snuck in to get mine

“Oh what a loss”
I used to say
“Oh what a loss”
It’s true today
It was a precious thing we lost

And I come back to town
To get my head
I’ve come over hills, I’ve dug up graves
To show my bed

Well, I don't really know where I'm going with that