The Present Is a Foreign Land

I've been living in the present
As a foreign land, foreign land
Blurred, the days fly by
Like road signs I can't understand, understand

Wait up, I wanna take it all in
I don't see any future calling
I've lost a decade in a moment
Washed out before I even noticed

Wake up, you're not getting younger
What's time but pressure in a number
Locked down and being left to wonder
If these hours will come back to haunt me

The past pummels me like an avalanche
I can't see, I can't breathe
Time's insidious disconnect eats away at me
Totally, yeah

Wait up, I wanna take it all in
I don't see any future calling
I've lost a decade in a moment
Washed out before I even noticed

Wake up, you're not getting younger
What's time but pressure in a number
Locked down and being left to wonder
If these hours will come back to haunt me

Perhaps on another day, I might find some other way
To keep the fear in every second at the door
How can I reconcile this world that I don't recognize?
Nothing ever seems familiar anymore

Wait up, I wanna take it all in
I don't see any future calling
I've lost a decade in a moment
Washed out before I even noticed

Wake up, you're not getting younger
What's time but pressure in a number
Locked down and no need to wonder
These hours are already haunting me



Credits
Writer(s): James Veck-gilodi, Matthew Veck-gilodi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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