Saturday, December 19, 2015

Wrapped in My Invisibility Cloak

And in 2013, 30 years after the Pet Shop Boys debut, Please, the meta-lyrics of Elysium are poignant as all hell to those of us now in our 50s. Fcuk. For those of you 20, don't blink three times, you'll be 50 too.

After being for so many years 
the life and soul of the party
it's weird
I'm invisible
Whatever I
have said and done
doesn't matter in this chatter
and hum
I'm invisible

I'm here
but you can't see me
I'm invisible
It's queer
how gradually
I've become
invisible

Look at me
the absentee
disappearing finally
Goodbye
Is it magic or the truth?
Strange psychology?
Or justified 
by the end of youth?

Can you hear me?
Can you see me?
Am I really even here?

It's too late
to find an excuse
The party's over
and I'm not much use
tonight
Am I tragic or a joke
wrapped in my invisibility cloak?
Well, quite.

I'm here
but you can't see me
I'm invisible
It's queer
how gradually
I've become
invisible

It's a journey so they say
but in this desert I was only a hazy, lazy mirage anyway
 I'm invisible


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