Today I woke up to a heart attack
With a constant pound, an eerie sound
The sky began to crack

I was awake, alive, but alone and bored
And invisible

I caught the sliver
It's coming to the surface
A wave of relief washes over me

I still can't feel my fingers
And I can't see both my hands

You say you can see me
You say all you need is the urge
You say you can see me

Except...I'm not good looking

-- The Curtain Society, "Invisible" (September 26, 1992) --