Weight of the World
Judy Collins Lyrics


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I still see my brother Michael,
pressed and polished, shaking hands down at the store
Everyone had come to see the all-star hop the greyhound bus and go to war
He punched me in the arm to say goodbye
It was the first time that I saw our father cry

I kept all my brother's letters tied in ribbon in a box beneath my bed
Every night I read by flashlight with the covers in a tent above my head
His words said "Not to worry, doing fine"
It was his way of trying to ease my mind
While I was trying not to read between the lines

The weight of the world, too heavy to lift
So much to lose, so much to miss
It doesn't seem fair that an innocent boy
Should have to carry the weight of the world

Then it was football games and homecoming and
picking out our dresses for the prom
With my brother in some desert dodging bullets when he wasn't dodging bombs
While we went from the land of brave and free
To just being afraid to disagree
While I was being brought down to my knees by

The weight of the world, too heavy to lift
So much to lose, so much to miss
It doesn't seem fair that an innocent boy
Should have to carry the weight of the world

It was the middle of December when the Army sent my brother home at last
While the flagpole by the football field flew the colors half-way down the mast
The wind blew cold and snow was coming down
Still everybody turned out from our town
As we laid my brother in that frozen ground

The weight of the world, too heavy to lift
So much was lost, so much was missed




It doesn't seem fair that any boy or any girl
Should have to carry the weight of the world

Overall Meaning

The song "Weight of the World" by Judy Collins is a hauntingly beautiful and poignant tribute to the sacrifices made by soldiers and their families during wartime. The verses describe the singer's memories of her brother Michael, who had gone off to war, leaving her and their family behind. She vividly recalls the day he left, how he was dressed up in his finest clothes, shaking hands with everyone at the store before boarding a Greyhound bus to head off to battle. The whole town had come to see him off, and the scene was both heroic and sad. The singer remembers how her brother punched her in the arm to say goodbye, which was a sign of affection in their family. But it was also the first time she saw her father cry, which was a sign of the emotional toll that war takes on families.


The second verse of the song describes how the singer kept all her brother's letters tied up with a ribbon, hidden beneath her bed. She would read them every night by flashlight, taking comfort in his reassurances that he was doing fine. But she could also sense the underlying tension and danger in his words, and she struggled not to read between the lines. Meanwhile, back home, life went on, with football games and dances and all the usual teenage milestones. But the shadow of war hung heavy over everything, and the singer describes how she and her friends became afraid to disagree, worried that any wrong move might somehow endanger her brother's safety. Finally, in the last verse, she describes how her brother came home at last, but in a coffin draped with the American flag. The whole town turned out to mourn him and to pay tribute to his service and sacrifice. But the singer wonders why it had to be this way, why an innocent boy like her brother had to carry the weight of the world on his shoulders. It's a question that will always haunt us, and this song captures the heartbreak and sadness of war in a way that few others ever could.


Line by Line Meaning

I still see my brother Michael, pressed and polished, shaking hands down at the store
The singer remembers her brother Michael as a young man, dressed up and saying farewell to friends and family before leaving for war.


Everyone had come to see the all-star hop the greyhound bus and go to war
The departure of young men like Michael to war was a community event, with many people coming out to say goodbye and wish them luck.


He punched me in the arm to say goodbye
Michael's way of saying goodbye to his sister was playful and physical but also bittersweet.


It was the first time that I saw our father cry
Michael's departure was a difficult moment for his family, especially his father, who was deeply moved.


I kept all my brother's letters tied in ribbon in a box beneath my bed
The artist treasured the letters she received from Michael during his time at war and kept them as a precious memory.


Every night I read by flashlight with the covers in a tent above my head
Despite the danger and stress of war, Michael's letters to his sister were positive and reassuring, helping her feel safe and supported.


His words said "Not to worry, doing fine" It was his way of trying to ease my mind While I was trying not to read between the lines
Michael's letters tried to put his sister's mind at ease, even as she sensed the difficulties and dangers he faced.


The weight of the world, too heavy to lift So much to lose, so much to miss It doesn't seem fair that an innocent boy Should have to carry the weight of the world
The artist is overwhelmed by the burden of war, which falls disproportionately on young soldiers like her brother who are innocent victims of the circumstances they find themselves in.


Then it was football games and homecoming and picking out our dresses for the prom With my brother in some desert dodging bullets when he wasn't dodging bombs While we went from the land of brave and free To just being afraid to disagree While I was being brought down to my knees by
While life at home went on as normal, Michael was risking his life in a dangerous and unstable place, and the contrast between the two worlds was jarring for his sister.


It was the middle of December when the Army sent my brother home at last While the flagpole by the football field flew the colors half-way down the mast The wind blew cold and snow was coming down Still everybody turned out from our town As we laid my brother in that frozen ground
Michael's death was a traumatic event for his family and community, and the cold, wintry weather of the funeral underscores the sense of loss and sadness.


The weight of the world, too heavy to lift So much was lost, so much was missed It doesn't seem fair that any boy or any girl Should have to carry the weight of the world
The final chorus of the song emphasizes the sense of injustice that comes from young people being sent into war and losing their lives unnecessarily.




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Written by: AMY SPEACE, J VEZNER, JUDSON CASWELL

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