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 Begin Extra 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? End Extra 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