Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Weight Of The World, artist - Her Space Holiday. Album song The Past Presents the Future, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 23.04.2009
Record label: No More Good Ideas
Song language: English
The Weight Of The World |
It could be your southern drawl |
Or how you limp when you walk |
That makes me wanna say |
All those things I never could |
Schoolboy crush carved into wood |
That fades in the rain |
You were born in a Baptist house |
With a rusty spoon inside your mouth |
The taste didn’t go away |
And when the sun comes peeking out |
You work until it goes back down |
The days are all the same |
A baby boy strapped to your hip |
And a tiny cut above your lip |
That states: God doesn’t save |
Everyone who buys his book |
Some of us get overlooked |
In a way, it’s a shame |
But you still walk in His light |
And say the same words every night: |
«I pray the Lord my soul to keep,» |
What about the rest of me? |
My faith can’t take the weight |
Summers came and left for Fall |
Ten thankless years of working hard |
The school bell rings, the kids come home |
But you still feel like you’re alone |
'cause your husband holds his whiskey glass |
Tighter than our hero’s past |
Rip those black beads off your throat |
And swap them out for a knotted rope |
The end is your only friend |
Ears are full of rushing blood |
You say the things you never could |
Pray the Lord that you will see |
That my eyes bulge out and my body swing |
'Cause now I finally understand |
Jesus is like every man |
He tells you what you want to hear |
Until you fall in love, then He disappears |
My faith couldn’t take the weight |
When the weight of the world falls square on your shoulders |
A pin prick or missed call can somehow destroy you |
We are all victims of warped expectations |
When people can’t save us, we suddenly hate them |
So, much in fact, that we lose our grasp on reality |
The responsibility that we have to ourselves and everybody else |
When the weight of the world falls square on your shoulders |
A pin prick or missed call can somehow destroy you |
We are all victims of warped expectations |
When people can’t save us, we suddenly hate them |