Paging Tomorrow from Rounds by Mediq
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| 12. | Paging Tomorrow | 3:24 |
Lyrics
Scrubs thread daylight through a MedLocker trace
Badge resting easy, lines softer on my face
Ten thousand footprints pressed flat in this space
Another shift finished—purpose takes their place
Caseband idle, Blackbook weight in my right
Old rival’s number inked faint where I write
Rounds spun me brittle, now lessons seem light
Footsteps behind me—fresh sneakers, badge bright
I handoff wisdom coded tight in faded blue
What I borrowed, I repair and pass through
Paging tomorrow, codes echo in the hall
Stories I carry, stitched into us all
Under tired fluorescents, we rise, we recall
Paging tomorrow—one answer, one call
Scars circle knuckles, but pride lines my palm
Scrawled warnings turn quiet, regrets turn calm
Interns wait eager for fragments of psalm
Blackbook’s last margin hums with a balm
Caseband flashes silent, baton in their hand
Every mistake I owned is currency here, not banned
Paging tomorrow, codes echo in the hall
Stories I carry, stitched into us all
Under tired fluorescents, we rise, we recall
Paging tomorrow—one answer, one call
If you’re hearing this, you already belong.
Let the Blackbook open; let your scribbles become strategy.
Every badge is a beginning. Leave this place kinder—
For the next, for yourself, for the block’s long memory.








