A hollow hallelujah hangs in the cornernWith the rest of our dissolving yearsnYou're the storm and the calm,nThe dove and the bomb,nThe ghost that relieves all my fearsnnDon't let this bed turn cold nAs years and sheets unfoldnWe'll be able to sleep all alonenn[Weight of the world]nThe weight of the world is on top of menAnd I wouldn't have you anywhere elsen[Weight of the world]nThe weight of the world is on top of menAnd I want you here all to myselfnnLike a land-worthy sailor, I even falter at failurenTrying to find my heading back homenYou're the cure and the disease, the vice I still neednThe cast and the break in my bonesnYou're the life that's worth living, the hurt and forgiving,nYou're Jesus to the demons you've put in my headnn[Weight of the world]nThe weight of the world is on top of menAnd I wouldn't have you anywhere elsen[Weight of the world]nThe weight of the world is on top of menAnd I want you here all to myselfnnThe weight of the world is on top of menAnd I wouldn't have you anywhere elsen[Weight of the world]nThe weight of the world is on top of menAnd I want you here all to myselfnn[Weight of the world]nThe weight of the world...n[Weight of the world]nnThe weight of the world is on top of menAnd I want you here all to myself