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Invisible City Lyrics
Lookin' back at the crash site
I don't see me by the roadside
Well this heart is on wheels tonight
Straight through the ghettos and without lights
Now every heart has a blind side
Where it knows how to improvise
Well this place is a whorehouse tonight
Cheap 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
We're touching faces in the dark
Feelin' pretty is so hard
Now all of these voices
And all of these noises
With all their illusions of choices
They've come to my door
With one dozen roses
I don't see me by the roadside
Well this heart is on wheels tonight
Straight through the ghettos and without lights
Now every heart has a blind side
Where it knows how to improvise
Well this place is a whorehouse tonight
Cheap 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
We're touching faces in the dark
Feelin' pretty is so hard
Now all of these voices
And all of these noises
With all their illusions of choices
They've come to my door
With one dozen roses
The imitation of good faith
Is how you stumble upon hate
It may've been the first of mistakes
When we held on too loosely 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
We're touching faces in the dark
Feelin' 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
We're touching faces in the dark
Feelin' pretty is so hard
Is how you stumble upon hate
It may've been the first of mistakes
When we held on too loosely 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
We're touching faces in the dark
Feelin' 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
We're touching faces in the dark
Feelin' pretty is so hard
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Credits
Producer
Writer
Pedal Steel Guitar
Lead Vocals, Rhythm Guitar
Lead guitar
Keyboards, Piano and Organ
Bass
Drums
Recorded At
Sunset Sound, Hollywood / Groove Masters, Santa Monica / O'Henry Sound Studios, Burbank / House of Blues Sunset, West Hollywood / Brooklyn Studios, Brooklyn
Release Date
May 21, 1996
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