There is no relief from the autumn breeze   And the bleeding tree has already died   In the rape or reason and change of season   The rusty steel cable sways like an empty cradle      The millstone grinds   And it changes the time away   It changes the time away   It changes the time-   It changes the time away      As the ibis flies   Far beneath is the bleeding tree   It's scarlet chest   Paralyzed with stale breath   It was born to breathe   On borrowed time   Born to live, is that my crime?      The splintery box   Lost in the loft   The mahogany weathered coffin   Paints the picture   Perfect in my mind      And it changes the time away   It changes the time away   Changes the time away      He died alone in the fleeting rain   All alone by the bleeding tree   His legs were broke   He collapsed, he choked   When I left him alone   Alone again      I saw it in his eyes   He died like the ibis flies      It was born to breathe   On borrowed time   Born to live, is that my crime?      Was born to breathe on borrowed time   I was born to live, is that my crime?