Words and music by Dan Haseltine, Charlie Lowell, Stephen Mason, Matt Odmark

Album:Good Monsters

Jars Of Clay-Dead Man (Carry Me)

January 1, I ve got a lot of this on my mind

I m looking at my body through a new spy satellite

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 breathe,

I want to 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 is was better than the party full of people I don t really know

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 want to 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, can you find a beat?

Carry Me,

I m just a dead man

Lying on the carpet

Can t find a heartbeat

Make me breathe,

I want to 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 want to be a new man

Tired of the old one

Out with the old plan

Jars Of Clay-Dead Man (Carry Me)