Tire Swing

My foreground is reliably

Predictable, just wait and see

Because I'm coming around the bend

Just as my momentum starts to descend

I don't know why I insist on running round in circles

I'm wearing a groove so deep it's up to my ankles

And there's a comfort to be found in things that are familiar

But something tells me I'm taking it too far

Do you know that feeling on a tire swing

Where you're winding it back up again

And you've already, just spun the other way

And you're hoping it'll set you straight

I don't know why I insist on running round in circles

I'm wearing a groove so deep it's up to my ankles

And there's a comfort to be found in things that are familiar

But something tells me I'm taking it too far

I know I'm reluctant to try because I feel unprepared

For the moment

So when, will I finally

Find my nerve

My foreground is reliably

Predictable, predictable just you wait and see

Because I'm coming around the bend

Just as my momentum starts to descend

I don't know why I insist on running round in circles

I'm wearing a groove so deep it's up to my ankle

And there's a comfort to be found in things that are familiar

But something tells me I'm taking it too far

Something tells me I'm taking it to far

Something tells me I'm taking it to far

Something tells me I'm taking it to far