Atlas

The greatest illusion is stillness Numb to the sense of spinning on this atlas stone Unaware of twirling on a celestial clock We are a mere blemish on a cog In this device of time Atlas are you unable to rest? Put your burden down and for a moment be still Let us be immortal like gods of olympus Give us strength to defeat this titan Our adversary time Take us back To relive our dear bliss The moments that linger in our minds They're the fabric that make up the soul Turn time into oblivion with sweet scents of anodyne Atlas chooses to carry his stone Striding to his never ending destination The cruel paradox that ends our short bleak lives This colossal does not rest or sleep It's intangible time