Borrowed Time

Borrowed Time
Thick as thieves
the last of leaves
in the winter sun
holding fast
this freezing branch
is home to us
Step, step right over the line
and onto borrowed time
when it’s life, not waiting to die
waiting to divide to divide

Counting stars
and passing cars
on the interstate
the end is near
I feel it dear,
but I am not afraid
Step, step right over the line
and onto borrowed time
when it’s life, not waiting to die
waiting to divide
to divide
But you say you’re getting tired
you’re tired and so am I
when you fall I’ll fall behind
Step, step right over the line
onto borrowed time
when it’s life, not waiting to die
waiting to divide to divide
but you say you’re getting tired
you’re tired and so am I
when you fall
I’ll fall behind
Entre hojas gruesas, cómplices como ladrones, se encuentran los últimos vestigios del otoño bajo el sol invernal, aferrándose firmemente. Esta rama congelada es nuestro hogar, un refugio en medio de la crueldad del invierno...