Plans

It's two AM at a four way stop

Look both ways without slowing up

Keep an eye on the rear view mirror

Shifting up to fourth gear

Snow packed parking lot pretty well lit

Pedal on the floor 'til the end of it

Bright red letters glowing on the bricks

Sliding doors and a triage desk

A son and a dad sitting in the sand

Tops of the waves rolling up to their hands

Gonna build by the shoreline

Plans, I got mine

Reading out loud in the ICU

A ventilator and a feeding tube

Watching O2 sats by the IV cart

Learning medicine's still a bit of an art

Down the hall Jacquie just finished her shift

Think I'm gonna sleep on the floor for a bit

She knows I've been lying awake

So she gave me dimenhydrenate

 A son and a dad sitting in the sand 

Tops of the waves rolling up to their hands 

Gonna build by the shoreline 

Plans, I got mine