The Lady with the Lamp

Verse 1] The night falls heavy on Scutari's shores, the wind smells of salt and rain A quiet footstep echoes softly down the miles of grief and pain A thousand men lie in the dark, trapped in their fear and cold But through the shadows breaks a light, a gentle hand to hold [Chorus] And they call her the Lady with the Lamp A tiny spark of hope inside a dark and freezing camp When the doctors rest and the fever burns, and the terror takes the mind She walks the floors from bed to bed, leaving no soul behind She brings no sword to win the fight, just a little paper light And a prayer to heal the night [Verse 2] No medals shine upon her dress, just stains of dust and blood She counts the pulse, she cools the brow, standing where angels stood She fights the filth, she fights neglect, with a fierce and quiet grace And writes a letter to a mother home: "I watched over his face" [Chorus] And they call her the Lady with the Lamp A tiny spark of hope inside a dark and freezing camp When the doctors rest and the fever burns, and the terror takes the mind She walks the floors from bed to bed, leaving no soul behind She brings no sword to win the fight, just a little paper light And a prayer to heal the night [Bridge] [Build up] And that small lantern made of glass and paper frame Became a beacon that the world would always name A roaring fire of humanity Through the darkest tide of history [Instrumental Solo] [Violin and cello solo, emotional, powerful] [Outro] [Fading out] The morning breaks, the candle dies A new day opens up the skies The Lady with the Lamp can rest her eyes... But her light still shines, and never dies. [End]