When Atlas rests the earth still spins

Despite the pain he feels it’s in

To his own insignificance he has been blind

Just another tiny grain in the sands of mankind

When Atlas rests his aching bones

Time may come to heal his wounds

He’s no more immortal than you or I

And he needs to live before it’s time to die

So lift the veil from your own little world

In the larger world enshrined

You’ve borne its weight and passed all tests

Your dreams will soar when Atlas rests

When Atlas rests the world will rejoice

That he’s finally made his happy choice

To peel those wasted years away

And with an open heart live for the day

So lift the veil from your own little world

In the larger world enshrined

You’ve borne its weight and passed all tests

Ideas will pour when Atlas rests

All the bands will play while the choirs all sing

Crowds will gather as the church bells ring

Then the angels in Heaven will take up the score

And the sun will shine like never before

Nature will weave and flowers will dance

And all God’s creatures will take up the stance

All the waters will calm while the land digests

A newfound peace while Atlas rests

So lift the veil from your own little world

In the larger world enshrined

You’ve borne its weight and passed all tests

Hear the silence roar when Atlas rests

(Gary Miller)

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