Atlas piano leadsheet with chords

Some saw the sun,

some saw the smoke,

some heard the gun,

some some bent the bow.

Sometimes the wire

must tense for the note.

Caught in the fire,

Lord, say oh,

we're about to explode.

Carry your world,

carry your world.

Carry your world,

carry your world.

Some far away,

some search for gold,

some dragon to slay.

Heaven, we hope,

is just up the road.

Show me the way.

Lord, 'cause I,

I'm about to explode.

Carry your world,

carry your world.

Carry your world,

carry your world.

Carry your world,

and all your hurt.