You might take a walk down by the riverside
You might wind up drowning with your hands all tied
You might take a fall, could break your neck
You just don't know what you might expect
Yes, and you just might... fade away.
I wake up in the afternoon wearing someone else's clothes
Lying in a heap on the corner of All Saints Road
Dreaming of somebody special, dreaming of somebody new
Watching that somebody disappear 'cause they can't stand you
And yes, you just might... fade away.
A hundred dollar room on the 21st floor
A 'Do Not Disturb' sign; I hang it on the door
Think of giving it up, think of settling down
Think of what it would be like to be homeward bound
Yes, and you just might... fade away.
Better keep down your voice, 'cause someone might hear.
Getting a little careless, aren't you, leaving clues everywhere?
If it's not a burnt matchstick, it's a cigarette butt.
If it's not a greasy fingerprint, it's a trail of dried up blood...
Yes, and you just might... fade away.
Yes, and you just might... fade away.
Yes, and you just might... fade away.