The High Dials - Picture Of A Fading Man lyrics

She is right I am fading out of sight But I welcome dissolution in your eyes Would you care If I vanished in the air? Though you like the conversation That is clear Fading, fading, fading Like an old family painting And I speak the words and make them true I speak my future like the prophets do On this summer evening I am surely leaving I could fade in your room I could fade in your room I am gone, hear the insects greet the dawn Sing out simply in their joy “He can't go on!” In this park, I got lost inside the dark But I kind of like this feeling Disappearing Fading, fading, fading Like an old family painting And I speak the words and make them true Declare my fate just like the prophets do On this summer evening I am surely leaving I could fade in your room I could fade in your room