Scott Ryan Ingersoll - Brain Surgery

Run through times square
The billboards flashing endlessly
To catch a show
Tonight's an anniversary
The man on stage
The legend that we came to see
Begins to sing about
Neural pathways and connectivity

And he's holding a brain in his hands
And he's holding a brain

On our bedroom floor
You're crawling on your hands and knees
Can't find the door
The room is spinning endlessly
We hold your hands
Pain in your head's excruciating
They're tracking ghosts
On the er waiting room tv
They take you back
They prep the imaging machine
With ninja turtles on
They tell me that you're panicking

And they're seeing your brain on the screen
And they're seeing your brain

You're in and out
Have moments of lucidity
You're making jokes
That you won't remember telling me
It's five am
Just laying down to get some sleep
On the pull out bed
Underneath the single hospital sheet

You look so brave as they prep you for your surgery
You look so weak
I squeeze your hands and wish it were me
I'm home alone
I finally have a chance to think
Put on new clothes
Sit on our bed and start to weep

They're holding your brain in their hands
They're holding your brain

I wake in bed
For a moment I think you're next to me
Emerge from dreams
To the nightmare that I'm living
You're on the couch
You can't eat, you try and watch TV
I'm on the phone
I can't process what they're telling me

You're holding her brain in your hands
You're holding her brain in your hands
You're holding her brain

We sit and wait
Your meds give you manic energy
They've reviewed our case
They say the doctors all agree

They're holding your brain in their hands

We're at the show
The crowd is cheering endlessly
Your eyes meet mine and
I know it's where we're meant to be

Written by:
Scott Ingersoll

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