Ghosts of the Mountain

Yeah, lost in the woods, forgotten place

Old ski resort, weeds grow over the trace

Dark nights, memories fade

Electrical panel, echoes of a bygone day

Once covered in snow, now just hills and trees

Silent winter ghost town, no more skis

Panels and wires, overgrown with time

Whispers of the past, in the weeds they hide

This place, it’s a shadow, it’s a ghost

Faded memories, what we loved the most

Rust and wires, nature’s reclaim

Old ski resort, buried in the frame

Electric currents, now just a rumor

Silent beats of a dormant computer

Saplings grow where skis used to glide

Nature’s taking back, no one to hide

Dark and quiet, stories remain

Of winter storms and icy lanes

Lost in the dark, no one to see

Old abandoned, just you and me

This place, it’s a shadow, it’s a ghost

Faded memories, what we loved the most

Rust and wires, nature’s reclaim

Old ski resort, buried in the frame

We ride the wind, through empty halls

Nature’s reign, in winter’s thrall

From metal to weed, time’s silent theft

Old ski resort, memories left