The moon is full of ghosts tonight,
I hear them in the air,
and if I turned my head just right
I think I could see them there.
My heart is full of pain tonight.
I feel the teardrops fall
But if I could stop my thoughts in flight,
I wouldn’t hurt at all.
My pen is full of words tonight.
They come out in the ink
But if I just turn out the light
I might never have to think.
My bed is full of pins tonight
I feel them in my skin
But if I tried to set things right
I might be able to turn in.
My mouth is full of foot tonight.
I choke on what I say.
I wish I could hold my tongue real tight,
it just gets in the way.