Another Day Borrowed

(альбом: The Foundling - 2010)

I shook my fist at my father's rage
I cursed my mother's sadness
Whatever home I tried to call my own
Washed into that river of madness
The raging surge, the stagnant mire
Taste of breath embittered
Disconnected highway lines
Where souls like ours lay littered

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