THE WEAKERTHANS - (HOSPITAL VESPERS) lyrics

rate me

Doctors play your dosage like a card trick

Scrabbled down the hallways yelling "Yatzee"

I brought books on Harper in the Arctic

Something called "The Politics of Lonely"

A toothbrush and Quick Pick with THE plus

You tried not to roll your sunken eyes

And said "Hey can you help me? I can't reach it"

Pointed to the camera in the ceiling

I climbed up, blocked it so they couldn't see

Turned to find you out of bed and kneeling

Before the nurses came took you away

I stood there on a chair and watched you pray