Poor Atlas in his pain, holds the world upon his trembling frame
No shelter or shade, his body is stung by the punishing rain
His balance is the thing, lest his load shudders and shakes
When you’re born on a tightrope never mind the view
There’s no troubling the wire when the rent is due
And there’s no looking down
It’s just not what you do
Been staring at the ceiling for a few long hours and change
In a half-sleep-half-daze, in tossed sheets and an Ambien haze
I stretch like a paycheck, turn and curl into shape
When you’re born on a tightrope never mind the view
There’s no troubling the wire when the rent is due
And there’s no looking down
It’s just not what you do
Here is the money I owe
Here is the money I owe
Every last dollar accounted for
From bleak and blasted chores
I dreamt I had no net, had no plan B - it was just all me up there
One slip on the rope and I’d splash upon the ground below
A circus boy with a line to toe
When you’re born on a tightrope never mind the view
There’s no troubling the wire when the rent is due
And there’s no looking down
It’s just not what you do
Here is the money I owe
credits
from Minor Victories,
released April 20, 2018
Live Drums: Spencer Richards
A sprawling, 25-song set from Pete Yorn complete with covers of Springsteen and The Smiths capture him at his unguarded best. Bandcamp New & Notable May 16, 2020