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