Biografia:
Atlas foi uma banda sueca de rock progressivo sinfônico que lançou apenas um álbum em 1979, intitulado "Blå Vardag". O line up do Atlas era: Björn Ekborn (órgão, piano, sintetizadores, clavinete, mellotron, piano rhodes), Erik Bjön Nielsen (sintetizador, mellotron, piano rodhes, órgão e piano), Micke Pinotti (bateria), Uffe Hedlund (baixo, bass pedals e guitarra) e Janne Persson (guitarra).
A música do disco é um belo rock sinfônico com toques de fusion (lembrando o som da cena de Canterbury)
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[Verse 1]
F# B
Halfway, down the street from my front porch
F#
I watched you puke
B
too drunk, passed out, hoping you could find
F#
Something to do
[Chorus]
F#
Im so worried
When I see you leave
B
'cause nobody knows
if you'll make it home or not
F#
I'm so worried
when I see you leave
B
'cause nobody knows
if you'll make it home
F#
and maybe it was my fault
so afraid, slam my fist into the drywall
B
so high, I see the crimson in your eyeballs
F#
I just hope you pick the phone up when I call ooooh
F#
and maybe it's the highway
but something's feeling really fucking weird tonight, eh
B
I just hope you listen to me now when I say
F#
I'm not ready to lose you
F#
and maybe it was my fault
so afraid, slam my fist into the drywall
B
so high, I see the crimson in your eyeballs
F#
I just hope you pick the phone up when I call oooh
and maybe it's the highway
B
but something's feeling really fucking weird tonight, eh
I just hope you listen to me now when I say
F#
I'm not ready to lose you
F#
Im so worried
When I see you leave
B
'cause nobody knows
if you'll make it home or not
F#
I'm so worried
when I see you leave
B
'cause nobody knows
F# B F#
if you'll make it home
[Verse 2]
F# B
halfway up the block from where you sit
F#
I'm looking weak
B
back then, past times, you and i would wander
F#
through the streets
[Ending]
F#
Im so worried
When I see you leave
B
'cause nobody knows
if you'll make it home or not
F#
I'm so worried
when I see you leave
B
'cause nobody knows
if you'll make it home
(end on F#)
F# B
Halfway, down the street from my front porch
F#
I watched you puke
B
too drunk, passed out, hoping you could find
F#
Something to do
[Chorus]
F#
Im so worried
When I see you leave
B
'cause nobody knows
if you'll make it home or not
F#
I'm so worried
when I see you leave
B
'cause nobody knows
if you'll make it home
F#
and maybe it was my fault
so afraid, slam my fist into the drywall
B
so high, I see the crimson in your eyeballs
F#
I just hope you pick the phone up when I call ooooh
F#
and maybe it's the highway
but something's feeling really fucking weird tonight, eh
B
I just hope you listen to me now when I say
F#
I'm not ready to lose you
F#
and maybe it was my fault
so afraid, slam my fist into the drywall
B
so high, I see the crimson in your eyeballs
F#
I just hope you pick the phone up when I call oooh
and maybe it's the highway
B
but something's feeling really fucking weird tonight, eh
I just hope you listen to me now when I say
F#
I'm not ready to lose you
F#
Im so worried
When I see you leave
B
'cause nobody knows
if you'll make it home or not
F#
I'm so worried
when I see you leave
B
'cause nobody knows
F# B F#
if you'll make it home
[Verse 2]
F# B
halfway up the block from where you sit
F#
I'm looking weak
B
back then, past times, you and i would wander
F#
through the streets
[Ending]
F#
Im so worried
When I see you leave
B
'cause nobody knows
if you'll make it home or not
F#
I'm so worried
when I see you leave
B
'cause nobody knows
if you'll make it home
(end on F#)
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