Story Behind The Song

Alzheimer's disease is the story behind this song.

Song Description

Tom?s Reflections: This chronicles the mysterious disappearance of all the women from a small Virginia village recently. It was a tragedy ignored by authorities, according to the man we hear from here, whose wife was among those who vanished. My r

Lyrics

VANISHED
© 2006 Feathermerchant Music BMI
Words & Music: Thomas C. Wyld
From the album "The Boys We Are" performed by Wyld, Dark Heart
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Dedicated to Dorothy M. Wyld and Joan DeLuca
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There?s the sheriff and them. They?re on the air again.
They say they?re doin? all they can. Uh huh. A?right.
So what?s with all these women? Gone without a trace? Sheriff.
Why?s there more from here than any other place? Huh? Sheriff? Fffft.

I?m running up and ?cross the field, right just past
Where I found her footprints, in the dew-soaked grass?
Hey. Someone takes my woman? An? she?s missin? now?
I?ll flat find her. That?s a vow. I mean, she?s

VANISHED. Another one?s gone today.
VANISHED. Another one?s lost the way.

Oh, we live in old man Fowler?s trap.
Just down the road from Thornton Gap?
Right by that waterfall that kinda sings when it rains
On the nearby Church of Christ in Chains.

I drive the truck up as fast as it?ll go.
And I?m hearin? experts talk on the radio.
Mass hysteria. Shh--t. I think they call that spin.
They?d do somethin? more ?bout it if it was their kin what?s

VANISHED. Another one?s gone today.
VANISHED. Another one?s lost the way.

I like goin? back twenty years or more,
Back when our kids would crawl out on the kitchen floor.
And they?d play games, you know, like hide-and-seek,
They?d always giggle, and then they?d sneak
Off to some hiding place,
Then they?d leave without a trace.

You know, thinkin? back when we was young,
Sun-warmed skin, milk on our tongue.
Did?did the trail just end? Did you go astray?
Or did I leave you not ?nough room for play? Huhhhh?

Night falls about ten miles from Place Last Seen
And those crazy, dancin? searchlight beams ? ugh ?
From those lunatic hordes of TV crews
Trampling all the trackswith their city shoes. Mmm.

Wild dogs must taste blood in the air, I think,
As I trail the prin?? of my despair.
They?s howlin? as if they seized their prey.
That?s my woman ? my woman ? who went missing today. She just

VANISHED. Another one?s gone today.
VANISHED. Another one?s lost the way.

Y?all pepper me with questions. I say nothin? at all:
No trace, no note, no sign, no call.
Hey, to get her back? I?d trade my health.
Hell, I?d even barter with the devil himself?

Some TV preacher /with a poison stare
Warns me of fangs and claws, says beware.
Shh?t, I wave him off, ya know, I just don?t care.
?I?ve seen ?em all,? he says. ?They?re there! They ain?t

VANISHED.? Another one?s gone today.
VANISHED. Another one?s lost the way.

These look like my limbs, but they?s lifeless, like a willlow?s,
Planted, unfed, right near my pillow.
Must be, like, some computer thing ya see,
To get it to look and sound just like me. Huh.

And through the blinds, colors fade from day,
And I see the deep?ning shades of a dappled grey.
And to nurses, I hear my woman say,
?He?s been like this since yesterday. It?s like he?s

VANISHED. He?s just ? gone today.
VANISHED. He?s just lost the way.?

We live in old man Fowler?s trap.
We?re down the road, from Thornton Gap?
Come in for dinner, kids, c?mon in, before it rains
On the nearby Church of Christ in Chains. Don?t get lost now. Don?t go and
Vanish?

VANISHED. Another one?s gone today.
VANISHED. Another one?s lost the way?.