GHOSTS OF THE MIST
ALAS THEIR WERE THE HIGHWAY MEN
WHOSE GHOSTS RODE THROUGH THE NIGHT
WANDERING THROUGH THE DECADES
TRYING TO PUT THINGS RIGHT
SEARCHING FOR THEIR LOST LOVES
BY THE LIGHT OF MIDNIGHTS MOON
THEY KNEW THERE WOULD BE NO OTHERS
WHAT ELSE COULD THEY DO
AND IN THE GHOSTLY MIST
WHERE MEMORIES DEEPLY SLEEP
RIDERS CAUGHT IN A CIRCLE OF TIME
HELD BROKEN HEARTS SO DEEP
HEAR THE HOOF BEATS POUNDING
FEEL THEIR PAIN OF LOSS
AS GHOSTS OF THE MIST FOREVER SEARCH
FOR THEIR LOVERS AT ANY COST
ALAS THEIR WERE THE HIGHWAY MEN
WHOSE GHOSTS RODE THROUGH THE NIGHT
WANDERING THROUGH THE DECADES
TRYING TO PUT THINGS RIGHT
BY: PAM GALLO
DREAMER
MAY 2002
