Running on Empty

Running on Empty

Running on Empty Standing alone, no wind in my back No voice to ask for help, no room to look back Forward or give up, friends are an empty concept on the railroad to success Sacrificed sleep, and everything else just to put myself to the test No breaks, no stopping, no asking for company…

Tick Tock

Tick Tock

Tick Tock It’s hard to digest but I’m back where I started I came full circle, to the point where paths parted And I can see my first steps still engraved in stone And my last is as my first, because I’m still alone So many stepped on and off the path, it became clouded…