The Present Bedhead

Its always this years gift

Is it ever what I wanted

Was I unhappy living in the past

Has my growth been that stunted

When to be ashamed is to be defined

And all this self awareness

The blind led by the blind

An empty conscience is sensitivity

I have to pretend Im overcome with humility

It always comes on time

Not a second before the instant

But this year I think Id rather be a relic

Than part of the present
[ The Present Lyrics ]