Flatten the Curve - Hilton Obenzinger
How heroic are the grocery clerks And the fast-fry cooks And the priests wandering through empty churches How courageous are the UPS drivers who risk their lives How stoic are the cashiers and bus drivers And there is no way to thank them all All will be well once we unbend the horizon I weep when I see a happy baby Blissful and unaware that the Angel of Death Is trying to erase the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel How tender are the smiles of life How wonderful the professional calm of nurses How sublime the persistence of doctors How moving the faces of anxious waiting How close we are in our distance I want to use big words for such big feelings But the words keep getting smaller and smaller Flatten the curve and rise up