The Charity of Saint Elizabeth
Cold and fever
Wrap disease around your neck
Here's hemostats to stop the flow of blood
Summer freckles hide the roses on your cheeks
Does heaven keep a place for her inside?
Breathe till it freezes
Colors carry phantoms to their graves
What leaks in, will seep out
The run-off from the gutter tells the story of our child
The message in the water
"The kids are going home tonight"
I know the voice of orderly all too well
"Call the parents on theirs cell phones"
You see, they need to get get here right now
Because there is and angel in the place of the boy next door
I'm afraid I've got some bad news
Something's in this room tonight
And something's in this place
And I'm right here waiting
And I'm right here
Something's in this room tonight
Death has found escape
And I'm right here waiting
And I'm right here
Look under the bed
Look under the bed
Stop striking matches to disguise the smell
We all know
All day all night all we hear
is blue bouncing through the walls as Madre' Santiago takes a knee and she screams to the fluorescents
"All our lives for this one night"
"Our sleep can't hide from you"
"So take my dreams in place of me"
"I reach my hand to you"
I'm afraid I've got some bad news
Something's in this room tonight
And something's in this place
And I'm right here waiting
And I'm right here
Something's in this room tonight
Death has found escape
And I'm right here waiting
And I'm right here
Look under the bed
Look under the bed
Slip through the crack
A gathering of adults,
White skirts, blue-green scrubs
Shaking their heads
Stop pointing your fingers and making your rounds
It's not going to be me
It's not going to be me