I want to vanish This is my fondest wish To go where I cannot be captured Laid on a decorated dish Even in splendor this curious fate Is more than I care to surrender Now it's too late Whether in wonder or indecent haste You arrange the mirrors and the spools To snare the rare and precious j**els That were only made of paste If you should stumble upon my last remark I'm crying in the wilderness I'm trying my best to make it dark How can I tell you I'm rarer than most I'm certain as a lost dog Pondering a sign post I want to vanish This is my last request I've given you the awful truth Now give me my rest