Borrowed Time - A Fine Frenzy

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

But you say you’re getting tired

You’re tired and so am I

When you fall I’ll fall behind