Vanishing Man
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A man among others, a face in the crowd
Whose feet you step on, whose name you don’t know
Shifting in the neverending scale of grey
Silent and discreet, an empty sheet
The picture of conformity, a man without identity
Who pulls his straw to the corporated stack
Nothing more beneath the surface
Than a name, address and serial number
A grain of sand
In a clenched hand
You’re the vanishing man
Spineless and damned
Suppressing what you can
You’re the vanishing man
Slow and slow and round and round
The wheels keep turning without a sound
Grinding, grinding soulless stew
You’re sucked into a mechanical screw
A grain of sand
In a clenched hand
You’re the vanishing man
Spineless and damned
Suppressing what you can
You’re the vanishing man
Your mouth is closed, your eyes are shut
You can’t raise your voice ‘cause your throat’s been cut
Shrinking, shrinking, vanishing man
You won’t make the way to the promised land
A grain of sand
In a clenched hand
You’re the vanishing man
Spineless and damned
Suppressing what you can
You’re the vanishing man
Refuse to understand
You’re the perfect part of a plan
You’re the vanishing man
A grain of sand
In a clenched hand
Spineless and damned
Suppressing what you can
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