Nightly Disease Part II

There is a hole in the night
That the city keeps travelling round
There is a hole in the roof where the ego comes down
There is a hole in the closet where the coats go to fly
There is a hole in the closet where noisy cats go to die
I step away from the window
I am struck by a nightly disease
Something has been coming
A long time it’s been crawling
Out of pitch-black and expanding seas
It’s clearly headed in my direction
I am strong but I need protection
A hole in my heart tonight
There is a hole in my heart tonight
There is a hole in my heart tonight
There is a hole in my heart tonight
Alright
Ah, there were times when I had just one eye
It took a field to fly and a bird to cry
Or just a bad foot and a bad-fingered hand
Just a bad foot and a bad-fingered hand
Yeah
That sort of memory is no match for my poisonous pen
Big bad boy approaches the mirror
With a dead black bird in his bad-fingered hand
Hand extended in my direction
I am strong but I need protection
There is a hole in my heart tonight
There is a hole in my heart tonight
There is a hole in my heart tonight
There is a hole in my heart tonight
Alright
Hand extended in my direction
I am strong but I need protection
Just a bad foot and a bad-fingered hand
Just a bad foot and a bad-fingered hand
Just a bad foot and a bad-fingered hand
Just a bad foot and a bad-fingered hand