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Sister Margaret walks the ward
Where the sleepless keep their guard
Room by room through sterile halls
Answering each patient's calls
Checking charts and taking toms
Angels dressed in blue and hemp
Every pillow holds a dream
Nothing's quite the way it seems
Threeam and still they care
Brushing back each strand of hair
Love disguised as medical care
They're the night shift angels
Walking through the danger
Every bedside vigil care
While the broken hearted wear
These earthbound angels
Holding hands when fear takes hold
Stories that will go untold
Medicine can heal the flesh
But angels tend what's frail
Who takes care of those who care?
When their own hearts need repair?
Do angels ever get to cry
When they watch the patients die
They're the night shift angels
Walking through the danger
Though their wings are made of gold
They serve without a flaw
These devoted angels
Morning comes, they clock out tired
But their calling never expired
Tomorrow night they'll walk again
Through corridors of hope and pain
Healing never ends
When angels become friends