Vanishing Man Songtext

I'm a stir in the leaves



I can't find my way through this maze

Of the pace and the space and the grace in decay

I can't bear to stay

I can't leave and I can't look away



I'm the wind in the weeds

I'm a stir in the leaves

I'm the light through the hole in the hat in your hand
I'm a wandering soul

I'm a vanishing man

A vanishing man



I chain-smoke till dawn

By the green glow of the dash and the cell phone

I let the seek keep cycling on

Bursting preachers and Spanish and static and songs

And I don't have a home

I still don't have a home

Just when you think I'm in the palm of your hand

You'll hear clattering bottles and rattling cans

I'm a ghost in the grandstand

A sackful of wind

I'm a bat in the rafters

And a rat in the tin

In the cool before dawn

I'm a creak and a groan

I'm a breath on the back your neck and I'm gone

I'm so goddamn alone



I'm a pall of unease

I'm the wind in the weeds

I'm the light through the hole in the hat in your hand

I'm a wandering soul

I'm a vanishing man

A vanishing man

A magnificent man

Such a frail little man

I'm a terrified man