Through Paris alleys, as rivers flow
London arcades and German snow
Driving through sands in, dashboard lights
Atlas herself smiles, taking flight
And if there is no God, I'll know the day I die
That I lived through heaven, and I gave it hell
Falling in reverse, my feet float from the ground
And if it hurt, oh well; at least that's living
I saw the world through amber eyes
The grass looked greener, under bluer skies
Out of mind and out of sight
Atlas herself cries through the night
And if there is no God, I'll know the day I die
That I lived through heaven, and I gave it hell
Falling in reverse, my feet float from the ground
And if it hurt, oh well; at least that's living
And if there is no God, I'll know the day I die
That I lived through heaven, and I gave it hell
Falling in reverse, my feet float from the ground
And if it hurt, oh well; at least that's living