Ghost Pines - Lyrics by Michael Henchman

High up on Red Oak Ridge

There’s a ribbon in a tree

Left there by a woman I knew

As the summer went to sleep

She was born in a thunderstorm

A tempest in a bone china cup

Nerves of steel but a tender heart

with a love that filled me up

She had been out on the runnin’ road

And though she didn’t plan to stay

Leather and lace found a home

Set her feet upon this place

But autumn kept its appointment

With sky impossibly blue

She slipped away without a single word

Like a spirit passin’ through…..

In the Ghost Pines, there’s a shadow in the trees

For a long time, trying to catch up with me

In the Ghost Pines, it’s a place I know

Through the long night, where it passes slow

In my dreams, now and then

I hear a sweet voice, over wind and snow

I stumble toward that forsaken hill

Try to bring her down from the cold

But a hundred days or a hundred years

It’s a spell you cannot break

Once a ghost in that nether world

No heroes, no escape

In the Ghost Pines, there’s a shadow in the trees

For a long time, trying to catch up with me

In the Ghost Pines, it’s a place I know

Through the long night, where it passes slow

High up on Red Oak Ridge

There’s a ribbon in a tree

Left there by a woman I knew As the summer went to sleep