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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