Another Day Borrowed - Mary Gauthier

I shook my fist at my father’s rage

I cursed my mother’s sadess

Whatever home I tried to call my own

Washed in to that river of madmness

The raging surge the stagnant mire

Taste of bread embittered

Disconnected highway lines

Where souls like ours lay livid

Passing through I’m passing through

I might be gone tomorrow

Wild and worn I’m hanging on

To another day borrowed

It’s another day borrowed

Money never bought me peace

The aftertaste of lust is bitter

Diamonds that shine in a stolen sky

Come circling down like glitter

Midnight water dark and high

It’s pressing on the levee

Snakes are bound for higher ground

Me I’m almost ready

Passing through I’m passing through

I might be gone tomorrow

Wild and worn I’m hanging on

To another day borrowed

It’s another day borrowed