I want to vanish

 Elvis Costello & Steve Nieve (from The Attractions), 1996

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 jewels

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

Chorus

I want to vanish

This is my last request

I've given you the awful truth

Now give me my rest