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It's K-Mart, the bathroom
I'm staring in the mirror
The green lights are bright
It makes the lines clearer
Where did the Angels go?
Cigarette smoke's all that's left
I traded my wings in for a string of pearls
And now the string is all I've left
The light bulbs burn
Some ones in the stall
Big white
Brick wall
Makes me feel small
And I take my shirt off
Looking for a glimpse of flesh
I peel back the concrete
Hope there's still some soil left
Cuz I am fading
I am fading
I am fading away
I am fading
Just like fairy tales
When the hero loses faith
I am fading
The air smells like urine
It's getting hard to breathe
I could walk out that door
But no one really ever leaves
I take all my clothing off
Trying not to forget
Stupid things like
The color of rain
And the smell of stone when it's wet
And I am naked in the mirror
With a feather in my hand
The lady comes out of the bathroom
Screaming, "Oh, Jesus!"
Like I was a man
And I ask her
"Hey, what happens to us
When we get old and in the way?"
I guess she answered me
Cause they took me away
And I am fading
I am fading
I am fading away
I am fading
Just like fairy tales
When the hero loses faith
And I can't remember
Why or when, I hope that I'll remember again
Cause I am fading
I'm fading
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“Third is my favorite - "Fading" - a song I wrote a long time ago about leaving the ranch and feeling overwhelmed in the cities, traveling all the time and on the road. I'm so glad this has finally made the album. It's definitely in the "wild" category.” —
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