Frontlines of the Hard Times

Leave the wallets and the purses and the economic crisis
While we sing a couple verses though electronic devices
For the doctors and the nurses
At the front-lines of the hard times
For the orderlies and the medics
In middle of the night

While the world is slowing down
Let's remember theirs is spinning
As we're turning out the lights
The night is only just beginning

Have we always been connected?
Have we been too long out of touch?
As the play went undirected
Did the actors say too much?

So we return to the center of the wheel
Thank our lucky stars, we've got each other in this deal
So let's sing a couple verses for the doctors and the nurses
At the front-lines of hard times getting real

Watching from a distance in slow motion
Redesigning our existence with the notion
That we're all in this together
It's a such radical idea
Looks like we're in for nasty weather
Before the skies will clear

So we return to the center of the wheel
Thank our lucky stars we've got each other in this deal
So let's sing a couple verses for the doctors and the nurses
At the front-lines of hard times getting real
At the front-lines of hard times
From the night shift to the daytime
Through the dark clouds
'Til the blue skies are revealed