L'histoire
Borrowed Time est née d'une réflexion sur le temps et notre illusion de croire que nous en avons toujours devant nous.
La chanson oppose l'insouciance de la jeunesse à la sagesse de ceux qui ont compris à quel point les années passent rapidement. Elle rappelle que personne ne contrôle le temps ni ne connaît le moment où son chemin prendra fin.
Borrowed Time est finalement un rappel simple : nous ne savons pas combien de temps il nous reste, alors chaque instant compte.
Paroles
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