Run On Empty - Jesus Jones

Don’t look up too quick

You’ll see the sky is falling down on you

And when you run on empty

The ground will wait to swallow you

I have a dream returning every night

The goal is out of reach but still in sight

I’m getting thin but grinning every day

I run on empty too much, it’s just my way

And in all your dreams doesn’t it seem

That you’re wearing lead boots, growing tree routes, caught in quicksand?

I can see ahead the end of the line

This is some kind of meltdown just in time

I see declining empires fade away

The games were getting ugly anyway