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

• Addiction, Obsession & Me
• Bruary
• Chemical #1
• For a Moment
• Look Out Tomorrow
• Man on The Moon
• Motion
• Rails
• Run on Empty
• The Next Big Thing
• They're Out There
• Together
• Top of The World
• Wishing It Away