> My dad, Rocky Staats, figured out the chords and I figured out the words > of the Song *Invisible > City by the Wallflowers. There may be some mistakes in our > transcription, especially the words, but it should be > helpful enough for you to use. > > Invisible City > > Looking back at the crash site, > > I don't see me by the road side. > > Well this heart is on wheels tonight, > > Straight through the ghettos and without > lights. > > Now every heart has a blind side, > > Where he learns how to improvise. > > Well this place is a whorehouse tonight, > > Cheaper lovers make expensive wives-- > > > > --But all of these horses that you chase > around, > > In the end they are the ones that always > bring you > > down. > > This invisible city, Where no one sees nothing. > Where touching faces--In the dark. > Feeling pretty is so hard. > Now all of these voices, > And all of these noises. > With all of their illusions of choices, > They've come to my door with one dozen roses. > The imitation of good thief, > Is how you stumble upon hate. > It may of been the first of mistakes, > When we held on to listening that opened the gates-- > > --Now all of these horses that you chase around, > In the end they are the ones that always bring you > down. > > This invisible city, where no one sees nothing. > Where touching faces--In the dark. > Feeling pretty is so hard. > Now I try not to tell lies, > But there's pressures from inside. > So I've learned how to compromise, > Good people for alibis-- > > --But all of these horses that you chase around, > In the end they are the ones that always bring you > down. > > This invisible city, where no one sees nothing. > Where touching faces--In the dark. > Feeling pretty is so hard.