Running on, running into the sun...

Running on, running on empty
Running on, running blind
Running on, running into the sun
But I'm running behind
Gotta do what you can just to keep your love alive
Trying not to confuse it with what you do to survive
In eighty-six I was twenty-one and I called the road my own
I don't know when that road turned, into the road I'm on...
(by Jackson Browne) 

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