[Intro]
[Verse]
Each Yuletide eve from boy to teen
My single bed a trove did form
From empty folded sack to ween
A hoard of bounty with the dawn
[Verse]
An Action Man and T-Bird too
A tingle in the growing mind
A guitar that was not quite new
An egg-bound ball no net could find
[Chorus]
So much to receive at one time
Yet somehow it felt like enough
In manhood I give more of mine
As Self frees its b*****e from stuff
[Verse]
From unseen names the gifts appeared
The aunts and uncles far and wide
The home-spun toys from favour cleared
The unloved bike I feared to ride
[Verse]
Each year my sack was always full
As if by magic or design
No tears I shed for want or dull
Its loving contents all were mine
[Chorus]
So much to receive at one time
Yet somehow it felt like enough
In manhood I give more of mine
As Self frees its b*****e from stuff
[Break]
[Verse]
A man remembers oft’ these nights
That total ten or twelve no more
A sense of Heaven's piercing lights
How toys become us rich and poor
[Verse]
My Winchester shared I not much
My bold Triang scooter never
Annuals devoured I by lunch
First LP sowed seeds forever
[Chorus]
So much to receive at one time
Yet somehow it felt like enough
In manhood I give more of mine
As Self frees its b*****e from stuff
[Chorus]
So much to receive at one time
Yet somehow it felt like enough
In manhood I give more of mine
As Self frees its b*****e from stuff