“How To Vanish”

John encountered me down on the street.

Lean on his shoulder ’cause life is tough.

The waves crashed over my head.

What have you been doing, my darling?

Haven’t seen you around this area recently.

All of the men deceive me, but you do not.

You simply open another beer.

And imagine that you’re still present.

This is the method to vanish.

This is the method to vanish.

Joe encountered me at the training grounds.

Bruises on his face because he fought too vigorously.

I know he’s in a difficult situation.

But I adore that gentleman like nobody else can.

He effortlessly shifts mountains and then crushes them back into the ground.

I observed the individuals getting intoxicated as they quarrel.

For the things that they cherish.

To erase the things they dread.

This is the method to vanish.

This is the method to vanish.

It has been years since I departed from New York.

I have a child and two felines in the backyard.

The sun in California and the actors in movies.

I observe the heavens becoming illuminated as I write.

As I reflect on those years.

As I softly speak in your ear.

I will always be right here.

Nobody is going anywhere.