Sleepy Hollow

Lyrics

There's no lamp, no Sleepy Hollow There's no pack of dogs to follow There's no airflow, there's no inflation There's no clue, no revelation No sound of birds, there's no snowfall There's no crashing waves, there's a seawall There's no cheek cold from the weather There's no woolly insulation And there's a hole in the yard There's a grave, there's sandy soil Lowered bodies, lifting feeling Furry hands, hasty grieving