Working as a junior nurse In the early 80's At the royal victoria infirmary You would see them very often In the hours shortly after they had passed away There was one gentleman Walked on by, smile beaming Though I knew him gravely ill Confined to bed I'd soon learn was in fact hours dead
Black lights Lolling in the distance I have seen the flowers of another country Black lights Blooming in the doorway Petals unfold around me
I remember her like yesterday The most very poorly lady A single mother In her early forties Her cubicle was filled with pretty flowers When she had succumbed we rested one upon her breast The porter came And threw it down Trampling the bell Underfoot Only minutes later an almighty sound The whole bay full of roses strewn about
Black lights Lolling in the distance I have seen the flowers of another country Black lights Blooming in the doorway Petals unfold around me
Black lights Lolling in the distance I have seen the flowers of another country Black lights Blooming in the doorway Petals unfold around me
