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Soft Atlas Lyrics
A vision:
your ghost blowing up globes.
Tightening them off with an x-axis-esque see-clamp,
Then setting them down through the clouds
Onto empty department store shelves.
Where they sit facing all sorts of islands
Out toward dead wee-hour isles.
has the earth come loose from its galactic neck beneath you.
Cut off above the clouds
Gone let go from the space surround it
Dropped down done to the sun system's 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
This time rare with your clarity...
While patches of you thought whole
Had turned up still.
Made a tar of your woe
And flesh there 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 is out there scared
You'd set your eyes off one the ceiling all night
In the dark
Think of a song or maybe breasts
Or missing body parts
"without a universal law there is no gravity
Without a gravity there is no atmosphere
Without an atmosphere there is no chance at life
And with no chance at life...i don't exist."
Tightening them off with an x-axis-esque see-clamp,
Then setting them down through the clouds
Onto empty department store shelves.
Where they sit facing all sorts of islands
Out toward dead wee-hour isles.
Cut off above the clouds
Gone let go from the space surround it
Dropped down done to the sun system's floor
Crooked pearl of the one universe
Cleaved, fell rolling toward a corner of the cosmos
In the blacked and quiet of come time
This time rare with your clarity...
While patches of you thought whole
Had turned up still.
Made a tar of your woe
And flesh there in
As if it were atlas to your world of cope.
You'd set your eyes off one the ceiling all night
In the dark
Think of a song or maybe breasts
Or missing body parts
Without a gravity there is no atmosphere
Without an atmosphere there is no chance at life
And with no chance at life...i don't exist."
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okay i lising to this song a lot and i think i just figure it out. okay the song call soft atlas meaning soft world in my opion and i think he is talking about a person having a vision and creating world and destroying and is his world he crate a fake wold that he creates sound like he creates it whith objects regular objects
I think it's about sleep at night and how random our thoughts and feelings can be during those times. Sometimes our thoughts get really far out there though, so we try to ground ourselves with familiar things we can actually experience i.e, a song or breasts.
It can all be very existential.
I kinda see it as an end of the world thing.. Going through life day by day never knowing if one night gravity will let go and the earth ill fall on the sun. And how there is a order in the world without it there would be no world.. And the creator of this world can end it at any moment..
I kinda see it as an end of the world thing.. Going through life day by day never knowing if one night gravity will let go and the earth ill fall on the sun. And how there is a order in the world without it there would be no world.. And the creator of this world can end it at any moment..
good song but have no idea of the meaning but it sure does sound interesting...
you sure are on something here, my friend. i think i understand the kind-of-ness that's on your mind. great call.