foi escrita numa hora, gostam de dizer os pearl jam, e as grandes canções por vezes surgem assim, como que do nada.
o menino edward louis severson iii, também conhecido por eddie vedder, confessou numa entrevista, a propósto do homem-nada:
"the idea is about if you love someone and they love you, don't fuck up...'cause you are left with less than nothing"...




Once divided...nothing left to subtract...
Some words when spoken...can't be taken back...
Walks on his own...with thoughts he can't help thinking...
Future's above...but in the past he's slow and sinking...
Caught a bolt 'a lightnin'...cursed the day he let it go...

Nothingman... nothingman
Isn't it something? Nothingman...

She once believed...in every story he had to tell...
One day she stiffened...took the other side...
Empty stares...from each corner of a shared prison cell...
One just escapes...one's left inside the well...
And he who forgets...will be destined to remember...oh...oh...oh...

Nothingman... nothingman
Isn't it something? Nothingman...

Oh, she don't want him...
Oh, she won't feed him...after he's flown away...
Oh, into the sun...ah, into the sun...

Burn...burn...
Nothingman... nothingman
Isn't it something? Nothingman...
Nothingman... nothingman
Coulda' been something... Nothingman...
Oh...ohh...ohh...