The Vanishing Act (Companion Version) Bright Eyes

Were you surprised that we never spoke?
And in the still of the night, when nothing stirs
I woke and I gathered up some clothes
I never planned on this but it's the way it goes
And now it all seems too familiar, like pages turned on calendars

We get the same twelve months to fuck things up, year after year
And I can't believe how down I am, like a well I'm being lowered in
Now water stops, the bucket drops us farther and farther down
Farther and farther down

Well I guess that you never knew me
Or at least not well enough

So I fill my gut with that dark red wine
Until my brain shuts off and my eyes go blind
You won't see me there in that thick black air
Yeah, I'll finally make something disappear

Because I've been practicing disappearing
And I think that I've got it down

Now there's no sun, just a cellar
Nowhere's sky, just that black, black dirt
Now there's no sun, it's just a cellar
Nowhere's sky, just that black, black
Black, black dirt