jars of clay
dead man (carry me)
January 1 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 the 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 free 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 its better than the party full of people I don't really know Well they 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 free Wanna be a new man Tired of the old one Out with the old plan Can you find a beat Inside of me And it pulls (any pulse) Getting worse And it pulls Getting worse Inside of me Can you find a beat So carry me I'm just a dead man Lying on the carpet Can't find a heartbeat Make me free Wanna be a new man Tired of the old one Out with the old plan