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I Can't Join You

Album: Separate Pathways
By:
Peter McCarthy

Duration

4:00

Genres

Indie Pop

Description

Written about my experience of undergoing open heart surgery

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Lyrics

A cold room, a tiny bed, oh my lord, my worried head. Well soon they’ll come for me and the wheels take me to where I’m led. It might sting, them I’m covered in a warm glow. Soon I’ll drift off to sleep, to find out things I did not know. There I see you, floating there above the table and you make no sound. As you reach for me and take my hand I’m not quite able, I can’t join you right know. Forever it seemed, staring down upon myself. I wonder what this all means, I drift towards the light above and I hit my head. A strange feeling, I think I slipped away, tell me who am I and, what’s today. And I see you, floating there above the table and you make no sound. As you reach for me and take my hand I’m not quite able, I can’t join you right know. Holding hands. We watch it all from up top. This could all be altered by forsaking one simple drop And I see you, floating there above the table and you make no sound. As you reach for me and take my hand I’m not quite able, I can’t join you right know. And I see you, floating there above the table and you make no sound. As you reach for me and take my hand I’m not quite able, I can’t join you right know.

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