Jenna Kole - Foresight Lyrics

I think I'm coming down with whatever's spreading through town
Kicking dirt around, filling holes yet to be found

Every time I try foresight my thoughts get ahead of me

Lean into the stone though from here you can't see home
Comforts we've outgrown, fickle warmth, embers in the stove

Inside jokes on the outside, broken folks trying to fix their minds

I nearly fell for it, open door since the day we met
How could I forget, misery loves a houseguest

Every time I try foresight my thoughts get ahead of me