Invisible Man
Brett Sparks, Rennie Sparks
Can you see your hands
Without bathing them in blood
Can you catch them in the light
Without picking up a gun?
Can you see your hands
When you clench your fists
Or do you have to strangle
To finally feel your wrists?
Light your hands
Invisible man, light your hands
Look at the map
The secret lines of skin
Light the living fire
Stick your hands in
Bathe them in the ocean
Plant them in the ground
Feed them to the swooping birds
Let them fly around
Light your hands
Invisible man, light your hands
Drop your fist of coins
Gather up the dirt
Your hands are hungry ghosts
Snapping at the world
Your sad little fingers
Will never catch the sky
Give them to the sun
Turn them into fire
Light your hands
Invisible man, light your hands