The Weakerthans - (Hospital Vespers) | Текст песни

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• The Weakerthans
• (Hospital Vespers)

Doctors played your dosage like a card trick,
Scrabbled down the hallways yelling Yahtzee.
I brought books on Hopper, and the Artic,
Something called \"The Politics Of Lonely,\"
A toothbrush and a 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 at 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.

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