Early morning another dead end street
Wake to the sound of a million feet
They’re wearing me down with every step they take
Won’t look in my eyes for heaven’s sake
They can’t see me
Do don’t know who I am
Invisible
Everyday it’s the same routine
Pack up my gear, get out of here
I’m fading away, by the weather worn
Looking at me with their pity and scorn
But they don’t see me
They don’t know who I am
Invisible
They can’t see me
They don’t know me at all
Invisible
Maybe some day I'll get my life on track
Maybe by then you will have me back
O you are the one thing that I hold on to
I'm slipping away here without you
From Cork, Ireland, Lewis Barfoot writes mystic, majestic songs derived from regional folk, with an ambient music aura. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 11, 2023