Atlas – A Love Like Pi – letras

oh, all my branches bendwhere, are the hungry hands?this is a callI’m outside your doorgive me the brideI have paid my duesI can wait no moreyeahoh, all my branches bendwhere, are the hungry hands?oh, what do I do when my giftsall, become to heavy to liftthis is a callwe’re outside your doorgive us the prizewe can wait no moreand the atlas in ushas worked so hard to saythat we do what we doand believe it is trueyeah, it’s trueI said, this is a war