Out here nothin' changes, not in a hurry anyway
You feel the endlessness with the comin' of the light o' day
We're talkin' about a chosen place
You wouldn't sell it in a marketplace, well
Well just a minute now.
Living o-on borrowed ti-i-i-ime
Round about the dawn o' time, When dreamin' all began
A crowd o' people came
Well they were looking for their promised land
Were running from the heart of darkness
Searching for the heart o' light
Well it was their paradise.
Living o-on borrowed ti-i-i-ime
Don't tell me that it's justified,
'cause somewhere, someone lied
Yeah well someone lied, someone lied,
Well someone lied, oh, ahh
