Hospital

Well, I wake up in the morning As the sunlight hits the stain upon my window I reach to touch your body But my body is the cross on which I'm dying And the whores and the junkies and the winos Are all down on Park Avenue South Oh my dear - it's a brand new year And I just can't remember The words or the feelings I'm staring through the darkness As the streetlights cast a shadow on the ceiling I start my thirty second year In this hospital of fools and sad-eyed killers And the silver ball is falling on the square And all the cops are looking nervous tonight Ah my dear - it's a brand new year And I just can't remember The words or the feelings Some kind of darkness Feeds my soul But what it is - I just can't say All I feel is emptiness As you slip away ... Now I'm standing in the corner Of some memory that I used to be so sure of Looking down upon some crazy stinkin' scene That I no longer recognise And the years come spinning 'round me Like some carnival of dreams All dressed in rags and bows Oh my dear - it's a brand new year And I just can't remember The words or the feelings Ah my dear - it's a brand new year