Vanishing Twin
Cass McCombs, Blake Mills
The walls are thin, I hear a pin drop
Somewhere my kin sits on a hilltop
Don't cry my star, I won't be far
Free from this jar, wherever you are
Vanishing twin
Vanishing twin
Face in the glass
Hung on the wind
Vanishing twin
Vanishing twin
Until the day
I see you again
Concealed between the flashing screens
There is a beam of love supreme
That's where I'll be, come shine with me
That's where I'll be, come shine with me
Vanishing twin
Vanishing twin
Face in the glass
Hung on the wind
I'll never be
Without you again
Vanishing twin
Vanishing twin
Holding your hand
Paper thin
Folded in half
Skin on skin
Soon you will know
Where I've been
Vanishing twin
My vanishing twin
