I followed the trail.
I know this time I can't fail.
He must be in this town.
I thought he was wearing a black gown,
But he is she and I am her.
It used to be just a big blur.
What have I done?
Am I the one that held the gun?
Now that I can see,
I can remember it all clearly.
But I keep following the trail,
Only to end up following my own tail.