Invisible day

Words by Bryon Bowers

glass eyes people surround… no words can't ignore your sound… time alone eyes do not meet.. slices of small talk… in a closet door… a deeper dive door slightly ajar [chorus] slices of small talk by the Invisible door slightly held ajar world’s beauty bottled up In a silent empty jar words are said but only the eyes are felt pushed to the side… slides the invisible door slid away… slid away so far.. you don't need to knock… on the invisible door… they’re distracted now they can't hear my words… they’re gonna be hungry…. hungry little birds… [chorus] slices of small talk by the Invisible door slightly held ajar world’s beauty bottled up In a silent empty jar words are said but only the eyes are felt they take the world’s beauty and they bottle it up… slap on a label then pour it in a cup… we all drink we know the words… but our feelings… fly away with the birds… words float across… the loud empty air… almost seems like they don't even care… I can feel you… I can feel you in the air…. I can see the wind blowing away your care… I feel the heart pulsing on a round about way… it’s flowing past me this invisible day… [chorus] slices of small talk by the Invisible door slightly held ajar world’s beauty bottled up In a silent empty jar words are said but only the eyes are felt red lights before me concrete jungle all about… I can not exit I can not get out… doesn’t matter if I scream doesn’t matter if I shout… world keeps buying the clown king’s lies… Sun goes down on another invisible day…. [chorus] slices of small talk by the Invisible door slightly held ajar world’s beauty bottled up In a silent empty jar words are said but only the eyes are felt

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