Dessa - Poor Atlas lyrics

I’m building a body from balsam and ash
I’m building a body with no god attached
I’m building a body
From blueprints in Braille
I’m building a body
Where our design has failed

There’s a book full of plans
At the feet of poor Atlas titled ‘For Man’
But the architects only drew blanks
Now there’s nowhere to go
But go back, go back, go back, go back