(Hospital Vespers) Songtext
von The Weakerthans

The doctors played your dosage like a card trick
Scrabbled down the hallways yelling yahtzee
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