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Another Banner Day 1 by Sid

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Another Banner Day 1

blues,female vocals

0:003:49
Lyrics
Description
(Verse 1)
Flickering lights and cold linoleum floors,
Nurses running ragged, hearts bruised and sore.
Mrs. Jenkins yells, "Where’s my pain med?"
Doctor’s nods, tired eyes, barely hanging thread.
(Pre-Chorus)
Calls ignored from the corner office high,
Glass towers gleam while the building’s ready to die.
Broken tiles, peeling paint, like our patience worn thin,
Still we nurse the chaos, with a weary, bitter grin.
(Chorus)
Put on the ritz, but the seams are torn,
In this crumbling ward, hope’s weathered and worn.
Mean words cut sharper than the night’s cold chill,
Still we show up, bent but unbroken still.
Another banner day, beneath the weight we sway,
Fighting ghosts in halls where care fades away.
(Verse 2)
Mr. Lopez screams, "You don’t care for me!"
While a nurse catches tears no one else will see.
Chart’s a mess, understaffed, no time to breathe,
The C-suite’s champagne glass rings with silent greed.
(Pre-Chorus)
They count the dollars, blind to every cry,
Suit jackets thicker than the walls that sigh.
Promises hollow as the empty break room,
We carry the burden, swallowed in the gloom.
(Chorus)
Put on the ritz, but the seams are torn,
In this crumbling ward, hope’s weathered and worn.
Mean words cut sharper than the night’s cold chill,
Still we show up, bent but unbroken still.
Another banner day, beneath the weight we sway,
Fighting ghosts in halls where care fades away.
(Bridge - Reflective, Irony)
They toast their profits in penthouse light,
While we patch the cracks in the dead of night.
Gratitude’s a stranger, kindness hard to find,
Yet in this broken place, we don’t leave behind.
(Chorus)
Put on the ritz, but the seams are torn,
In this crumbling ward, hope’s weathered and worn.
Mean words cut sharper than the night’s cold chill,
Still we show up, bent but unbroken still.
Another banner day, beneath the weight we sway,
Fighting ghosts in halls where care fades away.
(Outro)
So here’s to the fighters, the worn and the brave,
In halls where the forgotten seek to be saved.
Another banner day, we carry the flame,
In shadows and silence, we hold on to the name.
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