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 
 [bad word] 

I want to vanish 
This is my last request 
I've given you the awful [bad word] 
Now give me my rest