Grammercy Park Hotel lyrics
by Ben Lee



It's 3 am in new yorkSometime in 1995The other half of the worldThe other sideIt might have been warm outside, maybe coldWho could tell? Three of us stumbled into room 421At the grammercy park hotelIt's 3 am in new yorkWe sat for a whileWe started to talkWe started to smileThen he played a song I knew very well3 am in new yorkAt the grammercy park hotelHe passed the guitar aroundOver and over and over againTill one of us broke a stringIt was probably himBut the songs came out strongThey were loud, they were longThere were songs about girls, about boysSung a lot, screamed a lotWe made lots of noiseIt's 3 am in new yorkIt's the time of my lifeMinstrels and maidens and heartbroken songsMade me cryAnd we were anonymous, androgynousBearers of truthAnd the indie rock columnists would have freaked outIf they knewIt's 3 am in new yorkAnd I knew we were rightWe were young, not so youngAnd in love with our lives3 am in new yorkI went back to bedThree lone true prophetsWith songs in our headsIt's 3 am in new yorkAnd I just felt godLying awake in the darkI was in aweAnd I know in realityIt might not be trueBut for three of us here in new yorkIt's all we could doI know it's just songs, played on guitarsIt's not rocket science, flying to marsAnd I know it's not much, but it's all that I haveTo be sure that I'm realAgain and againAnd if there comes a dayWhen my fingers don't workOr my voice loses soundGives me grief, gives me hurtWell, I swear on that dayWhen I lose what's worthwhileFrom that day forth I never shall smileIt's 3 am in new yorkI feel fine, I feel wellSound asleepAt the grammercy park hotel