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Last known well.

Verse 1 It came across the radio like a quiet kind of thing “Sick person, no lights” — just another evening ring We roll without the siren, talking weekend plans Clipboard comfort sitting easy in my hands Front porch light, dog barking down the hall Family saying, “Just not feeling good, that’s all” But the minute I see them, something slides off track The routine call feeling never quite comes back Pre-Chorus Words don’t land, smile pulls to one side And a clock in my chest starts to count down time Chorus This just turned into a code stroke — time on the run Face, arm, speech — something’s come undone “Tell me the last known well” — their voices search and try Every second slipping like a bead off a line We flip the lights on — quiet’s gone in a flash Doorway turns urgent as the minutes start to crash I thought this was routine, but the truth just spoke We’re racing the clock now on a code stroke Verse 2 Their eyes look past me, like the words are far away Right arm heavy like it forgot how to play Slurred speech puddles where sentences should be The family watches me watching what I see I call the hospital, tone tight but calm “Code stroke activated” — steady voice, steady palms We’re moving faster now but keeping it slow Every piece of the puzzle matters as we go Pre-Chorus Blood sugar checked, vitals steady in view Everything counts now — what we say and do Chorus This just turned into a code stroke — time on the run Face, arm, speech — something’s come undone “Tell me the last known well” — their voices search and try Every second slipping like a bead off a line We flip the lights on — quiet’s gone in a flash Doorway turns urgent as the minutes start to crash I thought this was routine, but the truth just spoke We’re racing the clock now on a code stroke Bridge Nobody feels the turn until the turn is made One moment “just sick,” next moment afraid But fear meets focus in the back of my rig Where calm gets louder and panic gets small, not big Final Chorus This just turned into a code stroke — wheels on fire Sirens thread through every blinking streetlight wire I can’t change the moment that split the road in two But I can carry you forward with everything we do “Hold my hand — keep trying — stay with me” I say While the hospital doors open like a new kind of day What started as routine is a race we never chose But I’ll run every second till the last one goes