Field Music
Invisible Days
She was at the counters queue
Did anybody wonder?
Did anybody think to ask where she was?
Leaning, up against the chrome
While the minute hand rises up
To a quarter to
You might have worked out what you want
Do you wonder what you need?
Invisible days (Invisible days)
Impossibly far away
Still ways to run a line of reason back to find
(But wait) Now my mind is wandering
We were on the mezzanine
Through the glass brick windows
The pink and blue did rest on you
Wasn’t it always the place to be?
To watch the world go by
To watch it disappear
You might have needed air to brеathe
Now you’ve all the air you need
Invisiblе days (Invisible days)
Impossibly far away
Still trying to find a place, a world to reinstate
(But wait) Now my mind is wandering
Invisible days (Invisible days)
Impossibly far away
Still ways to run a line of reason back in time
(But wait) Now my mind is wandering
We stood at the counters queue
Did anyone fret like us?
Did anybody else make such a fuss?