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(Source: as heard)
| Oh, oh, oh, don't think you can't see me. |
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| Don't argue amongst yourselves |
| Because of the loss of me. |
| I'm sitting amongst yourselves. |
| Don't think you can't see me. |
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| Don't argue amongst yourselves |
| Because of the loss of me. |
| I haven't gone anywhere |
| But out of my body. |
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| Reach out and you'll touch me. |
| Make effort to speak to me. |
| Call out and you'll hear me. |
| Be happy for me. |
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| Don't argue amongst yourselves |
| Because of the loss of me. |
| I haven't gone anywhere |
| But out of my body. |
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| Reach out and you'll touch me. |
| Make effort to speak to me. |
| Call out and you'll hear me. |
| Be happy for me. |
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. |
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| Reach out and you'll touch me. |
| Make effort to speak to me. |
| Call out and you'll hear me. |
| Be happy for me. |
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Notes
This is one of Simon [Emmerson]'s top Afro Celt songs. He describes it as "Proof of the healing powers of music and Sinead's amazing shamanic qualities. A gift." In this song, founding Afro Celt member Jo Bruce (Jonas Asher Bruce, 9 February 1968 - 8 October 1997), who passed away from a massive asthma attack, is speaking to the band. With the help of Sinead O'Connor, it was the last song written for Volume 2, provided the inspiration for the title of the CD "Release" and a healing force for the band after the tragic loss of Jo Bruce. Iarla and James speak about the recording of this song in their June 2, 1999 interview with Nic Harcourt on KCRW's program "Morning Becomes Eclectic".
(Source: Afro Celt Sound System Fan Website: Lyrics)
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