Tire Swing

Every night I dream the same old dream
It goes you and I spinning around on an old tire swing
We spun round and round till we were dizzy enough to part
But every time you came back
Every night I’m scared you won’t
It’s a lucid reel of film that’s unkempt

Spinning motionless in a car filled up with our friends
Going around until we realized the liquor was too much
Getting in trouble was always my favorite part
But every time you came back
But every night I’m scared you won’t
It’s a lucid reel of film that’s unkempt

Spinning around in our brand new wheelchairs
Laughing at the newfangled dances and how we never did that
Telling ourselves it was only a matter of time
But every time you came back
And I always knew you would
It’s a lucid reel of film that’s tidied and old