Invisibility: Nonexistent

Well, I've got a lot to say in my own way

It won't materialize in speech

You'll only see it in the structure of skin

Of secondhand smoke

You know that it's a joke

You know that we could put you on

I was destroyed by death today

Perhaps I'll run away

There is no peace in songs they sing

Maybe some comfort is to come traveling

I find it in a dog

I find it in a drug

I find it, but I don't know where to put it, then it's gone

My transport has arrived

My chariot's awaiting

Down yonder under the hill