Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Invisible Ink

Put the ink to the paper.
Write it down like a storm.
Somehow you missed what you wanted to say.
Its not a thing for later.
I just keep missing point and form.
And someday somebody's gonna pay.

You won't believe it in black,
And you wont read writing in red.
I'm up when dawn cracks.
Remembering what he said.
He said sometimes the plainest thing,
plain as the tears that you blink,
were the easiest to ignore, and were best in
invisible ink.

When you can't see it at first
It makes you look at it twice.
Put the ink under the flame.
Now your eyes light up when you see the verse.
You understand who and what is Wrong And Right.
And through all the changeable the invisible' s the same.

Invisible ink
makes you think
Pushes the brink
Of our sink
He's the link
To put us in sync
Gives Water to drink
Won't leave us bleeding pink.

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