On the ground floor
Of a human tower
There's a concession
Open twenty-four hours
And there's a woman
With a good mind
Who knows that no one ever lived in a healthy time
Good nurse
Gentle woman
Sheryl Lynne,
Let them in
Let no one
Whose time is known,
Go alone
Ease the mind
And heart resisting
And asking as
The anchor slips
Would mercy, in her wisdom, Throw
Pointless arrows from a silver bow
Against a hollow ship?
Good nurse
Gentle woman
Sheryl Lynne,
Let them in
Let no one
Whose time is known,
Go alone
Good nurse
Gentle woman
Sheryl Lynne,
Let them in