You were here then you were gone Crystal black in morning cold Hand too tired to touch the earth Or stars above Moravia Born under a silent moon At your feet the hens and mules Bay and cry, I know they do Here I am, and where are you…

You were here then you were gone Crystal black in morning cold Hand too tired to touch the earth Or stars above Moravia Born under a silent moon At your feet the hens and mules Bay and cry, I know they do Here I am, and where are you…

My ghost was hiding deep in the book stacks He get mistaken for hat racks Gets toppled onto the floor My ghost lives on the edge of the sidewalk It doesn’t matter how I talk It’s just the same as it was But you know how it goes It…

I come up to the surface And take a breath on my return Crystal waters on the surface Light gets swallowed down below And it’s the same way with my feelings About you they stay much the same Twenty years wrapped up in paper Tied it up…