This is something Forest did.

I'm listening to this tune playing over and over again in my head.

Like a spoilt recorder?

It won't stop because you won't.

You never ever did for long.

It's funny how old songs come back from hiding in the darker parts of your mind which you throw thoughts away into.

You think you've gotten rid of them forever, haven't you?

It's haunting how the lyrics slam straight into a perfect jig-saw puzzle of reality, right from the first word.
You can't have been more mistaken.

It's cold, cold, cold.

I'm on a lookout.

The name of the song?

It is named after something Forest did.