My dad has been through very rough times theses past two years, so I wanted to honor his courage and devotion to us as his family by telling him that it was time to take the world off his shoulders. I am proud of you and I love you daddy.
lyrics
Last of your candle wax, end of your wick
Keeping us warm by burning both ends of it
Wrapped in your clothes, shoulders exposed
To the fall of our hope when the sun never rose
Trudging through the mud a little too long
Trying to love us a little too strong
Till the batteries died in your acid lungs
And your eyes burnt out like dying suns
Daddy Atlas, world for a backpack,
You don't have to shoulder the earth alone
Built me up, your heart for a hard-hat,
Give it up, I'm carrying you back home
Daddy Atlas, world for a backpack,
You don't have to shoulder the earth alone
Built me up, your heart for a hard-hat,
Give it up, I'm carrying you back home
Trudging the mud a little too long
Trying to love us a little too strong
Till the batteries died in your acid lungs
and your eyes burnt out like dying suns
Our family tree in an avalanche,
You talked like a trunk but broke like a branch
We climbed to the surface, but how could I know
You’d freeze for a season under the snow?
I've tried being perfect, I've been known to disappoint,
planting lies like buried dynamite until you hit the point where
You stepped on every mine I used to build your pedestal
As you looked for fallen petals that had wilted off my rose
I'm the only kind of baggage that will carry on without you, even Jesus dropped his cross after all that he had been through, i may count it all as loss but i still don't want to lose you, you're my daddy and that 's all you need to be for me to love you.
Daddy Atlas, world for a backpack,
You don't have to shoulder the earth alone
Built me up, your heart for a hard-hat,
Give it up, I'm carrying you back home
credits
from the Marika EP,
released May 20, 2012
Lyrics custom written for Marika by David "Tokyo" Speirs
Production, recording and mixing by Tokyo Speirs at Solar Sound Studios, London ON.
Music and arrangements by Tokyo Speirs and Marika Gauthier
Performance by Marika Gauthier & Tokyo Speirs
Door slamming, washing machine bashing, microwave smashing, floor stomping, air vent banging and pop can crushing by Sarah Hyland, Marika Gauthier, Paul Mack, and Tokyo Speirs
Additional mixing and/or editing by Paul Mack
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