Self

We’re floating in rings, around the Sun
Like an endless somersault
You wane like a Moon, the dark’s taking root
Your world has shrunk into a room
And you are host to a lot of ghosts
Head is spinning, into a pit
Sight is swimming, dive in with it
Cut a smile, float around for a while
And make your way back out

This tug war is such a bore
It just roars, goes on and on and on and on
And you’re a host to a lot of ghosts
But you’re not beyond repair
You’re not beyond repair

Head is spinning, into a pit
Sight is swimming, dive in with it
Cut a smile, float around for a while
And make your way back out

Free your self
From yourself
Free your self
From yourself
Free yourself
From your self
Free your self
From your self

Head is spinning, into a pit
Sight is swimming, dive in with it
Cut a smile, float around for a while
And make your way back out

Spinning, into a pit
Sight is swimming, dive in with it
Cut a smile, float around for a while
And make your way back out