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