Running on Empty (Live at Opera Studio)

I've gone around the sun once more,

Taken on the toll of the road,

Feeling like there's nowhere to go

I've put aside what I believe,

Pushed away the things that looked like a dream,

I let the light die inside of me

I, I'm running on empty

Running from this feel

Trying to get real

I tried to get up and change the course,

Tried to learn to just let it go,

But I'm the very weight that blocks the road

Riding on the coattails of anxiety,

Blow the roof off in the house that feeds,

The very fear that lives inside of me

And if you were running that engine,

would you burn it to the ground?

Would you save yourself from the furnace,

before taking another round?

Do you feel that it's now or never,

that there's no time to mess around?

Can you dig yourself out of running,

or you let the fuse, the fuse, the fuse... blow out?