Invisibility: Nonexistent

Well, I've got a lot to say in my own way It won't materialize in speech You'll only see it in the structure of skin Of secondhand smoke You know that it's a joke You know that we could put you on I was destroyed by death today Perhaps I'll run away There is no peace in songs they sing Maybe some comfort is to come traveling I find it in a dog I find it in a drug I find it, but I don't know where to put it, then it's gone My transport has arrived My chariot's awaiting Down yonder under the hill