Atlas of the Milky Way Songtext
von Atlanta Space Quartet

Don′t think I've been pulling my weight
Think I need a change of pace
I could see the look on your face
Could see it from a mile away

Don′t think I don't know all of your tricks
I know what you've got planned
And I′m not scared
To get a little dirt on my hands

How heavy is the weight of the world
How many kilograms in a pound
′Cause I'm a little scared
If I drop it then I might drown

How deep would the water be
Would it be blue or crystal clear
How far can the eye see
In an ocean filled with fear

Is it a sin to steal a wedding gift
Is that a battle worth a fight


I could carry on in the dark
What is truth if not polite

Oh how the trees stand so tall
Only in winter they fall
Grab mother nature and

Then crawl deep inside your own head
Some things are best left unsaid
Take back the heavens or drop dead

Crawl toward the garden of gold
Seven degrees west and cold
All for a favor, I′m not sold

Don't think I′ve been pulling my weight
Think I need a change of pace
I could see the look on your face
Could see it from a mile away

How heavy is the weight of the world
How many kilograms in a pound
'Cause I′m a little scared
If I drop it then I might drown


How deep would the water be
Would it be blue or crystal clear
How far can the eye see
In an ocean filled with fear

Is it a sin to steal a wedding gift
Is that a battle worth a fight

I could carry on in the dark
What is truth if not polite