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Running on Empty

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Daily grind:
Not all that hard
but damn boring.
When did life
lose all its colors?
What am I searching for
and when will I find it?

It's not that I need something
new around every corner
(I'm too old for that),
but I need a little something more
to care about
or I just won't care at all.

Life is more,
oh, so much more than I'm living!
Pursuing dreams
means so much more than I'm giving
and I don't know how to live life to the fullest
when I'm running on empty!

Close your eyes:
What's left when you are all alone?
I close mine:
So rich the colors!
It's the choice that's so hard;
when will I make it?

I've got more talents
than I've any right to have
and blessings overflow my cup,
but I need a someone to steer me true
or I just won't steer at all.

Life is more,
oh, so much more than I'm living!
Pursuing dreams
means so much more than I'm giving
and I don't know how to live life to the fullest
when I'm running on empty!

Life is more,
oh, so much more than I'm living!
Pursuing dreams
means so much more than I'm giving
and I don't know how to live life to the fullest
when I'm running on empty!

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As much as Shaun fought against the song title, it still became a pretty respectable jam. Find out more about Butcher the Baker here.
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