Cast Of Thousands - Darren Hanlon

We broke up about a year ago, we split amicably of course

Then I heard about your accident, you fell off a horse

I took flowers to the hospital, when in turn the intern said

That he’d help me find the room which held you and your broken leg

Hidden by the friends and relatives, all gathered round your bed

Yeh, you had a cast of thousands, of signatures

And charts filled with your fluctuating temperatures

You handed me a pen and poitned just below the knee

I’m glad there’s still a part of you, reserved for me

Do you remember how we met like laughing children

Or just how clean it ended

In the darkened ward at night, when all blinds are decended

But now I get a pang of pleasure seeing your leg suspended

Shame they can’t cover us in plaster and in six months all is mended

But I love the smell of hospitals more than just a bit

When I was young I couldn’t keep my nose out of the first aid kit

But when the very thing that brings you here also makes you go

The top floor elevator’s just got one arrow

Why so many dirty looks?

I’m in the kitchen with too many cooks