The ghost in me took a part from you
And he holds it still
Now I watch from a tree hoping no one will see
Or remember, oh remember
The leaves are gone and I'm out here exposed
To murderous thoughts
Floating through the air that, given some time
Will reach me, oh they'll reach me
Who are these takers
That don't give a d*mn
About moonlight on my madness
Once the moon moves behind the land
They are all of us
If we're honest and stop hiding
Let the little bits out a little at a time
Trembling at the thought of how much work this will be
But most of the ghosts will stay and never know

The ghost in me is definitely
On a pilgrimage
Like the healing shrine of Lourdes but mine
Is quiet, almost silent
As I go gray the years betray
My youth's ideals
Creeping near the edge
Where I think of the end
And wonder, oh I wonder
Is this all of us
If I'm honest I'll stop hiding
Let the little bits out a little at a time
Fearless at the thought of how much work this will be
I will send my ghost home so he can be free