We borrowed it from our ancestors back when we believed there was a tomorrow 

We are force fed borrowed dreams spoken by petty criminals, such as politicians, paying silent homage to their demi-god

Tight fisted service to a twisted god of fiscal matters 

As spoken by backyard preachers speaking borrowed words they hear through television screens 

We are living so poor as to never even enough to be paying off our education loans

Degrees of familiarity that didn’t really teach us anything about the world 

Surrounded by broken dreams 

We sail adrift 

Our dreams float by us in rising clouds of smoke 

The dreams we never dared to reach for 

Or the ones that we never even had the courage to give breath into the world 

We are living on borrowed time