Lyrics:

The beds crawl away
Splashing the window
A fresh view
Primary flesh
Flesh primary

A meal I could cook
A toast I'd make
On what begins on new year's day
The resolution best mops eternal

Calendar queen
Mother numerical
Doesn't believe
In throwing christmas cards away

Or anything moves
Perhaps the furniture
Where the homeless snooze

In ticket shirts
For year to year eternities
They wave goodbye
To careless gestures gone away
To what begins on new year's day