If your circle stays unbroken
then you’re a lucky man
’cause it never, never, never has for me.
In the palace of the virgin
lies the chalice of the soul
and it’s likely you might find the answer there.

She had thirteen years of teenage tears
never a helping hand.
She had fourteen more of rain before
she saw the sight of land.
She was a photograph just ripped in half
a smile inside a frown.
And then the light,
the answer right inside her coming down.
She said
I can go away, I can leave here.
I can be invisible.
I’ll go away.

He was just eighteen and in between
a lady and a man.
His daddy’s girl in momma’s world
that was when he ran.
He never was confused, just been abused
but that’s just what he was.
And in the spark, inside the dark,
the answer came across; it said
You can go away,
you can leave here,
you can be be be invisible.

Well, I grew up quick and I felt the kick of life upon a stage.
So I bought the book and took a fast look
at just the very last page.
It was a single word that I’d just heard
from the two that came before.
The only way to really stay,
is to walk right out the door.
So I’ll go away,
I’m gonna leave here.
I can be invisible, go away again.
I can go away, when I leave here,
I can be invisible.

I said when I’ve gone away
-lord you know it’s right to leave here-
so I just became invisible
I went away.
Disappeared before your eyes.
You never touch me, you never feel me,
you’ll never see me again
because I’ve just become unseen.
Well I’m a photograph that’s been torn in half
we’re all eighteen and we’re in between
We need a helping hand to the holy land
to be invisible.

To go away..

[Holy Diver – 1983]