Ringing Truth on “Borrowed Time” – A Rock Ballad with Heart and Grit

Plastic Soldiers’ Borrowed Time hits different—not because it’s trying to, but because it is different. This isn’t just a rock track. It’s a father and son stitching together mortality, melody, and memory into something that resonates long after the final bell tolls.

From the opening bars, there’s a grounded, classic vibe—think Elvis Costello with a more personal edge. Bill Mecaughey’s vocals feel lived-in, like pages torn from a journal filled with sharp wit and quiet reckonings. And with Todd Mecaughey crafting the sonic backbone on drums, bass, and engineering, the track feels both polished and emotionally raw.

The lyrics are clever in that “smile while you wince” kind of way—wrestling with aging, fate, and the fragility of time without ever falling into cliché. There’s humor here, sure, but also a sense of premonition. When the bells chime in the final verse, it’s subtle and soft, like a gentle reminder: none of us are here forever.

But instead of mourning that truth, Borrowed Time embraces it—celebrating connection, creativity, and the beauty of making music with someone you love. It’s legacy disguised as rock ’n roll. And in a world that often skips past the deeper stuff, Plastic Soldiers give us a track worth sitting with.

So yeah, press play. Let it echo. Time may be borrowed, but this song is timeless.