Ichabod

Lately it seems
Separating my memories from dreams
Getting harder when various themes
Start to surface again
Waiting here in the dark
Waiting here on a bridge
In a graveyard, yet

What was that sound?
God, it's quiet with no one around
Just don't think of what rests underground
All the bodies in turn
Sleeping there evermore
Wonder if they heard
What he said to me

"Ichabod, meet me alone on the bridge
Ichabod meet me tonight"
I'd started to doubt some
But looks like the outcome
Is bright

Why's it so cold?
Where'd October go?
Winter takes hold
It's so dark
Like that story he told
Soldier boys with no heads
Bet they're buried in here
Wonder if he is too
Here lies the Hessian

Watch where you tread
Careful that you don't
Step on his head
Or he'll find you and
You'll wind up dead
Just like everyone here
Not very romantic
But he asked me to

"Ichabod, meet me tonight on the bridge
Ichabod, you know the one
I'll throw off Katrina
That babbling hyena
We're done"
I exaggerate

Ichabod, turns out you made the right move
Coming to Tarrytown, too
For once in your being
You're finally seeing it through
I always feared it would never connect
Romance alluded above me
But now it appeared and I've felt its effect
Turns out that someone can love me

When he's here
He'll kiss me and hold me and say
"I am yours!"
And, hand in hand, we'll run away
From 'before's
Him and me
And he'll teach me 'bout football
And I'll teach him how to be free
Free from himself
Free from his fear
And, together, we'll weather
Wherever we steer
When
When

They say a headless horseman
Pulse is racing
What did I take?
It feels like nothing else I've tried
Mind is spacing
Am I awake
Or have I died?
Have I died?

Ichabod Crane, pull it together
Now, you've taken some drug
Don't you forget that
You've done this before
You'll be alright
Some hallucinations
Fine
No big deal
I'm okay
Don't get paranoid, now
He'll be here soon
He will protect you
He's meeting you here
That's what he said
Any minute now he'll come
And we'll go
On our way
And he'll hold me and I'll
Kiss him and cry
And he'll know why
And he won't say a word
Neither will I
He'll just lay me down and

What was that?
In the distance?
It sounded like maybe
I don't know
Like a horse
With its rider
Revived from long ago

Just let me die
Just kill me
And chop off my head
Who would care?
Who'd notice
If I turned up dead
Not Brock
Not his wife
They're too busy destroying
The other one's life
So who cares?
'Cause freaks like me are forgotten
And left to die
Somewhere scary like Tarrytown
And so am I