Dead Man (Carry Me)

Jars Of Clay · Good Monsters [2006]

January One, I got a lot of things on my mind

I'm looking at my body through a new spy satellite

I try to lift a finger but I don't think I can make a call

So tell me if I move 'cause I don't feel anything at all



So carry me

I'm just a dead man

Lying on the carpet

Can't find a heartbeat

Make me breathe

I wanna be a new man

Tired of the old one

Out with the old plan



I woke up from a dream about an empty funeral

But it's better than a party full of people I don't really know

Well, they've got hearts to break and burn, dirty hands to feel the earth

There's something in my veins but I can't seem to make it work

Won't work



So carry me

I'm just a dead man

Lying on the carpet

Can't find a heartbeat

Make me breathe

I wanna be a new man

Tired of the old one

Out with the old plan



Can you find a beat?

Inside of me?

Any pulse, getting worse

Any pulse, getting worse

Inside of me

In front of me



Carry me

I'm just a dead man

Lying on the carpet

Can't find a heartbeat

Make me breathe

I wanna be a new man

Tired of the old one

Out with the old plan



Carry me

I'm just a dead man

Lying on the carpet

Can't find a heartbeat

Make me breathe

I wanna be a new man

Tired of the old one

Out with the old plan