Clap Your Hands (Demo)

I took you in
Cleared the space for you to bear your soul
To exorcise
The ghosts that had been travelling with you
From the moment you left home
To be sitting in my room
Friday night
All the people gathered clapped their hands again
And then you told
Your stories of the fame you'd know and how you ran from it
With your guitar on your back

One thing I can never know
Was he listening to you when he fell
Some say it was a reckoning
But it could've been me instead

On the train
From Paris to the edge of a dirty town
Without a sound
You pulled up your stool and started to sing
Of lions at the gate
And all that couldn't wait
There's a tidal wave
It took my friend at twenty-five
It's bearing down
And I cling to your words, I sing them at night
You worked so hard to craft
My life raft

One thing I can never know
Was he listening to you when he fell
Some say it was a reckoning
But it could've been me instead

One thing I can never know
Was he listening to you when he fell
Some say it was a reckoning
But it should've been me instead
Oh, it should've been me instead
It should've been me instead



Credits
Writer(s): Roger O Donnell
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