The Weakerthans - (HospitalVespers) lyrics

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