I'm lying in the hospital

I'm pinned against the bed

A stethoscope upon my heart

A hand against my head

They're peeling off the bandages

I'm wincing in the light

The nurse is looking anxious

And she's quivering with fright

The doctors are avoiding me

My visions confused

I listen to my earphones

And I catch the evening news

A murderer's been killed

And he donates his sight to science

I'm looked into a private ward

I realize that I must be

Looking through Gary Gilmore's eyes

I smash the light in anger

Push my bed against the door

I close my lids across the eyes

And wish to see no more

The eye receives the messages

And sends them to the brain

No guarantee the stimuli

Must be perceived the same

When looking through Gary Gilmore's eyes

Gary don't need his eyes to see

Gary and his eyes have parted company