Healthcare workers’ blues

(Verse 1) In the early morning’s haze, Stethoscopes and tired gazes, Four young souls in despair, Lost to burdens they couldn't bear. Pages turn, the night’s cold grow, On their dreams where did they go?(Chorus) Oh, healthcare workers' blue, Wearing thin, through and through, Saving lives while theirs are fraying, Praying hard, yet still decaying. In the silence of their plight, Who’ll stand for them and fight?(Verse 2) Budget cuts run deep and cruel, Penny pinched in every hospital, Incomes fall like autumn leaves, Yet the workload only increases. Longer hours, the shadows creep, What you sow is what you’ll reap.(Chorus) Oh, healthcare workers' blue, Sacrifice they never knew, Hearts that break behind the scenes, In a world that’s rarely seen. Underneath the sterile light, Fight their battles out of sight.(Bridge) Can you hear the whispered plea, In the corridors, ‘neath the spree? Voices soft but stories loud, Lost in the ever-swelling crowd.(Verse 3) Scrubs of blue, worn and frayed, With every night and every day, Promises of change, so distant, Yet their spirits stay persistent. In the echoes of their steps, Lies the depth of their regrets.(Chorus) Oh, healthcare workers' blue, How much more can they endure? Saving lives while losing theirs, In the balance, it hardly seems fair. In the quiet of their blues, Sing a song of their truths.(Outro) In the fading light of day, Find the words we need to say, Stand by those who heal our wounds, Change the tide, rewrite the tunes. For in their blues, we find a clue, A better world starts with the truth.