The Headless Announce
New Single “Digging My Feet in the Earth”
The Flint band’s third single of the year is out now.
Flint, Mich., October 4, 2026. The Headless have released their new single “Digging My Feet in the Earth,” out now on Spotify, Apple Music, Bandcamp, and YouTube. It is the heavy space rock and alt-metal band’s third release of 2026, following “Another Cloth” in July and “Cast into the Firmament” in August. For fans of Failure, Faith No More, Hum, and Superheaven.
“Digging My Feet in the Earth” is a song about getting older and staying rooted where you are, in the woods of Michigan. It borrows from vanaprastha, the stage of life in Hindu tradition when a person steps back into the forest, sets aside status, titles, and public recognition, and begins handing things off to the next generation.
The track opens with forest ambiance and footsteps on bare earth, which fade into the first notes of the song.
The Headless are recording their singles and a forthcoming album with Marc Hudson at Rancho Recordo, in the forests of Michigan, where Hudson handles mixing, mastering, and production alongside the band.
The band’s next show is at the Ann Arbor Funhouse on November 28 with The Kinetic Stereokids and Past Dog Beach (RSVP).
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v. Lyrics digging my feet in the earth
I ain’t going nowhere.
This is where I’ve always been,
a monument in a desperate landscape.
In the middle of anywhere,
I am a weathered landmark.
I’ll help you get your bearings.
Wayfinding, the compass was wrong.
I found out where I belong.
I’m digging my feet in the earth.
I’m not home unless I’ve rooted in the place of my birth.
I’ve planted, expanded, and covered in dirt,
and I’m digging my feet in the earth.
Miss me with the hopeless heights,
lost in the labyrinth,
electric cacophony.
Rejecting the fathomless,
abyssal crushing depths,
I belong in the dappled sun beneath the canopy.
Wayfinding, the compass was wrong.
I found out where I belong.
I’m digging my feet in the earth.
I’m not home unless I’ve rooted in the place of my birth.
I’ve planted, expanded, and covered in dirt,
and I’m digging my feet in the earth.