Soft Atlas Lyrics

A Vision: Your Ghost

Blowing Up Globes And Tightening Them Off
With An X Axis Esque C Clamp
And Setting Them Down Through The Clouds
Onto Empty Department Store Shelves
Where They Sit Facing All Sorts Of Islands
Toward Dead Wee-Hour Isles
Has The Earth Come
Loose From It's Galactic Neck

(Beneath You)

Cut Off Above The Clouds Gone Let Go
From The s***e Around Dropped Down
Done To The Sun System Floor
Crooked, Pearl Of The One Universe
Cleaved, Fell Rolling Toward A Corner Of The Cosmos
In The Blacked And Quiet Of Come Time
And You Are All, Lamb For This

Spring Is At Your Back Again
Though This Time Rare With Your Clarity
While Patches Of You Thought Whole
Had Turned Up Still Made A Tar Of Your Woe
And Flesh Where In

(Have You Gone Half Dead)

Yet Yet Have You To Let The Worst Most Be
As If It Were Atlas
To Your World Of Cope
And No One's Out There, Scared
You'd Set Your Eyes Off On The Ceiling
All Night In The Dark
Think Of A Song Or Maybe b******
Or Missing Body Parts

Without A Universal Law There Is No Gravity
Without No Gravity There Is No Atmosphere
Without A Atmosphere There Is No Chance In Life
Without A Chance In Life I Don't Exist

Without A Chance In Life
I Don't Exist