| Song | Good Nurse |
| Artist | Constantines |
| Album | Tournament Of Hearts |
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| 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? | |
| Let them in. |