Leftmore - Bagpipe Boy Lyrics

The nurse is wiping down her sterile section
The doctors are all planning their vacations
The chaplain came, even he's been cursing Satan
While the family waits for an artful explanation

A lobby mumble goes to Dios Nino
A sunken stare wonders, "Where did He go?"
An anointed Son who'd probably rather lay low
If it were his and not his father's say-so

But the grit and grime of public prayer prevail
The woven-fingered vigil that spares no detail
As the Life-Support-grown air is growing stale
A brave bagpipe boy prepares for it to fail

The nurse and doctors hide their tears in break rooms
The chaplain's come to hate the book he loves, too
The family waits for every little breakthrough
But can't deny the clock and what it's been through

It's hard to be a better man than Jesus
To trust his dad in spite of what he teaches
It's hard to keep myself from being selfish
When all God's rhyme and reason has all left us

But the grit and grime of public prayer prevail
The woven-fingered vigil that spares no detail
As the Life-Support-grown air is growing stale
A brave bagpipe boy prepares for it to fail