Quindon Tarver - Here when gone

I Am a Woman Haunted By Hands
Even Though I'm Alone
Traces of Pompey
Across My Skin
And An Invisible Map
Of Where You've Been
It's Dry Road to Idaho
A Thirsty Tongue Across the Land
And Soil So Dry
You Could Swallow An Entire Man
Took the First Road Out of Town
Hoping That You Were Just Skin Deep
Well I Feel You Like
Some Sort of Phantom Limb
Beside Me When I Sleep
Cause You Are Here When Gone
You Are Here When Gone
You Are Here When Gone
You Are Here When Gone
I Watch Another Grey Day Unfold
It's Dusty Wings
Sometimes I Wish I Were More Like
Rocks and Stones and Things
Sometimes I Wish My Heart
Were Not Like Flowers At All
That Way I Wouldn't Get Butterflies
When You Called
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And the Night Swallows Itself
You Can See It in the Stars
The Moon Blinks It's Tired Eyes
I May Be a Thousand Miles to Nowhere
Does That Make Me Lost Or Found?
Oh - Is It That Relative to If You're Around?
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And Some Birds Abandon Their Young
Cause the Instinct Is Too Strong to Fly
Well I Feel Like Abandoning
My Guitar and My Books and I'm Afraid
I Don't Know Why
Cause You Are Here When Gone
You Are Here When Gone
You Are Here When Gone
You Are Here When Gone