He drums impatient fingers on the chrome and on the leather
Running through the reasons in the corners of his mind
Sifting tiny diamonds on his shaky mental islands
Where he often claims asylum from the structures left behind...
All that I ever wanted to see
Was just invisible to me
- Steve Kilbey, from "Invisible" off of After Everything Now This
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