Invisible Blues

Art Paul Schlosser · F.A.W.M. (February Album Writing Month) [2008]

The post office is still closed

And the restaurrants not open

You don't want to walk back home

But then waiting is certain



There's no one around

And you don't have a book

The boredom is growing

Like fishing with no bait on the hook



The seconds take hours

The minutes take years

You go from slightly impatient

To psycho frantic paranoid fear



Someones coming

They seem to be a friend

You think you'll say hi

You feel like you're alive again



They stand by you

And they don't say hi back

What did you do

What do you lack



Do you feel invisible, invisible, invisible

Do you have the invisible blues



Do you feel invisible, invisible, invisible

Do you wonder what did you do



Invisible, invisible, invisible,invisible, invisible, invisible,invisible



Another friend comes

But doesn't recognize you

Infact he is puzzled

And stares at you to



Then they start talking each other

But act like you're not there

The post office is still not open

Do you feel like your gonna rip your hair



Do you feel invisible invisible,invisible

Do you feel like you have the invissible blues



Do you feel invisible invisible,invisible

Do you wonder what did you do



Invisible,invisible,invisible,invisible,

invisible,invisible,invisible,invisible,invisible