When You Are Done Living On Borrowed Time Lyrics

Empire! Empire! When You Are Done Living On Borrowed Time

we slept by the ottoman
autumn rushing to our ears
(a symphony of leaves kissing leaves kissing leaves)

this time last year, you were a ghost,
trapped in your room and spanning the length of your bed
to your door
like it was the atlantic

what a difference a year makes!
steadier footing and a new place
to lay your head down