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Written by Jay Lewallen


A crazy world surrounds us, and it’s quickly closing in

The air is getting thick, the room begins to spin

Must be the time of year, I really need to disappear

And get out of here, head for the hills


I’ll be Invisible, I’ll vanish in style

Invisible, if only for awhile

I can see you but you can’t see me

Except for my smile yeah yeah

To feed the need within ya, put yourself in the middle of a dream

Blue and white, black brown and green, are the colors of a mountain scene

All of this, outdoor bliss 

One stipulation, and that is 


You are invisible, gone with the wind

Invisible, nothing to comprehend

Straight up to the top of the hill, coming down is such a thrill

I’ll be invisible, you know I will

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