The Story
Borrowed Time was born from a reflection on time and our illusion that we always have more of it ahead of us.
The song contrasts the carelessness of youth with the wisdom of those who have realized how quickly the years pass. It reminds us that no one controls time or knows when their journey will end.
Borrowed Time is ultimately a simple reminder: we don't know how much time we have left, so every moment counts.
Lyrics
A reckless youth stood proud and tall,
"I'm young," he said, "I'll never fall."
The wise man smiled and calmly replied,
"If you die tomorrow... who stays young inside?"
Time is only a point to guide A fragile beacon we can't define It has no master no laws to bind We're living on borrowed time Til the Grim Reaper strikes
Only after the years have flown Do we feel how fast the days have gone Today, tomorrow, or years untold Every young heart will one day grow old
Time is only a point to guide A fragile beacon we can't define It has no master, no laws to bind We're living on borrowed time Til the Grim Reaper strikes
The innocence of youth can't see How silent flows eternity We think we'll live forevermore Until one day... time shuts the door.
Time is only a point to guide A fragile beacon we can't define It has no master, no laws to bind We're living on borrowed time Til the Grim Reaper strikes
Time is only a borrowed flame No soul can know from where it came We hold no power over the end Only He knows where all roads bend
Time is only a point to guide A fragile beacon we can't define It has no master, no laws to bind We're living on borrowed time Til the Grim Reaper strikes We're living on borrowed time Til the Grim Reaper strikes
Time is only a point to guide A fragile beacon we can't define It has no master no laws to bind We're living on borrowed time Til the Grim Reaper strikes
Only after the years have flown Do we feel how fast the days have gone Today, tomorrow, or years untold Every young heart will one day grow old
Time is only a point to guide A fragile beacon we can't define It has no master, no laws to bind We're living on borrowed time Til the Grim Reaper strikes
The innocence of youth can't see How silent flows eternity We think we'll live forevermore Until one day... time shuts the door.
Time is only a point to guide A fragile beacon we can't define It has no master, no laws to bind We're living on borrowed time Til the Grim Reaper strikes
Time is only a borrowed flame No soul can know from where it came We hold no power over the end Only He knows where all roads bend
Time is only a point to guide A fragile beacon we can't define It has no master, no laws to bind We're living on borrowed time Til the Grim Reaper strikes We're living on borrowed time Til the Grim Reaper strikes