Is Atlas holding up the sky or me?
I wonder as I crumble to my knees
Why the world I hold so dear
Just seems to disappear before my eyes
I feel like Atlas holding up the skies
I've walked this beach routinely
But it never seems to teach me
I know the lay of the land by the lines in the sand
That I've drawn over the ones from before
I'm followed by my old friend
Who seems to spot the trend
But he's always too late and I'm tired of the weight
That he loads onto my shoulder again
It's breaking my back
Papering the cracks
Is Atlas holding up the sky or me?
I wonder as I crumble to my knees
Why the world I hold so dear
Just seems to disappear before my eyes
I feel like Atlas holding up the skies
As the ground comes up to meet me
And it swallows me completely
Well I think with a shrug that I'll learn how to juggle it all
Before I drop the ball this time
I've only just begun
It already weighs a ton
Is Atlas holding up the sky or me?
I wonder as I crumble to my knees
Why the world I hold so dear
Just seems to disappear before my eyes
I feel like Atlas holding up the skies