The Ghost of Spirit Lake

The Ghost of Spirit Lake
(these lyrics are dedicated to Harry Truman)

in the morning, in the light
the mountain trembles in my sight
i sense the trees are in the tears
of my oh so many years

there are birds who call the dawn
there are words i lean upon
who will sing my siren song
when the mountain's raining down?
that will be the end of me

i conjure elements of dust
build them up and watch them rust
the mountain's breaking up the trust
i am buried in the ground
i am just another sound
tell them all down in the town
i am the ghost of spirit lake
i am the ghost of spirit lake

there is power beyond measure
doesn't care about your treasure
turns the forest into desert
buries kingdoms in the sand
no one left to understand

i hear children in the hole
i hear laughter long ago
i turn to see but they're just ghosts
in the place where i now stand
when it comes, the face is strong
telling me to come along
there will be no other songs
no more time to clap your hands

i am buried in the ground
i am just another sound
tell them all down in the town
i am the ghost of spirit lake
i am the ghost of spirit lake

the earth is living, it's alive
and the sun each day arrives
as we turn into the sky
as we turn into the sky

in the moment is the all
in the rapture is the fall
in the one there is the all
i am seeing bye and bye
the lake so cold becomes a grave
the trees lay down, cannot be saved
i am a shadow in the shade
i am a shadow in the sky
a shadow turning in the sky

i conjure elements of dust
build them up and watch them rust
the mountain's breaking up the trust
i am buried in the ground
i am just another sound
tell them all down in the town
i am the ghost of spirit lake
i am the ghost of spirit lake

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Image taken by mjs, September, 2009

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