Full Moon

Must be the pull of the full moon
That makes me feel so strange
I haven't been myself of late
I feel a bit deranged
Must be the lure of the planets
That makes me feel unhinged
Is that the cry of the Pleiades
Way out upon the fringe?

Must be a vagrant moon
Tossed like a lost balloon
The moon is on the rise
These aren't tears, it's moonlight in my eyes
I think it's all such a mystery
I have a difficult history
I took a terrible fall you see
It's really nothing at all to me

But on a night like tonight
And with the stars in my eyes
I could get lost in the undertow
Still many people surmise
That it's the pull of the full moon
That trips you up when you fall
Still I can say with some certainty—
But no, I don't recall