From the recording The Beauty Blues Vol.1 Identified Celestial Subjects
A rolling, powerful world-folk-rock ramble on learning to fly on happily alone.
Maryse Dumas: Flute, birdsounds
Roman Rhodes: Guitars, Vocals
Larry Ransome: Jembe
Mark Williams: Basses
Lyrics
Invisible
©Roman Rhodes, 2019
Sometimes I feel like a bluebird flitting across a clear sky
Now mater how I swoop or swerve, I can never can catch your eye.
Sometimes I feel like a heron, grey wings ‘gainst the winter clouds.
No matter majestic I fly, to you I’m lost in December shrouds.
Bridge
You make me feel so invisible
The best of me hidden to your eyes. (2nd time: seems to be despised)
Somehow I still feel so pitiful
No matter how high I soar and fly.
Sometimes I feel like the white crane, as the cumulus clouds come summer again.
No matter how I flap and fly, my soul cries out in vain.
Sometimes I feel like a blackbird flying cross a night sky.
No matter how much I impress, I can never capture your mind.
Chorus:
But I’ll fly on alone
I don’t need your approval (or scorn.) to let me sing
To fly high on my own,
Let the joy of life carry me on its wing. Eee------------ Eeee-----------
Sometimes I feel like an eagle kite, tied up to some farmer’s field,
I duck and dive, but I’m not alive, I’m just protecting someone else’s yield.
Repeat bridge & chorus