Borrowed time after time and the time's getting on and the day's not so long now the Autumn is here.
Interesting,
but only as far as it goes and it don't get to going much these days.

These days become those days so quickly,
the old days were quite new some time ago,
some time to reap
some time to sow
some time to stay and now time to go.

Borrowed and returned,
etched on my skin and burned deep within
time only lets me win
some time.