Ghost in the Wood
Alex Wilson
Description
A haunting Americana ballad about inheriting a mysterious guitar with a lingering spirit. The song explores themes of legacy, loss, and the power of music to transcend the earthly realm. Alex Wilson's soulful vocals are complemented by fingerpicked acoustic guitar, subtle harmonica, and a mournful cello, creating a truly evocative atmosphere.
Lyrics
Verse 1: Dust motes dancin' in the afternoon sun Old man swore its song was never done Faded velvet, latches worn thin Said, 'Son, there's music locked within.' Chorus: Ghost in the wood, a whisperin' tune Plays on its own beneath the moon My fingers trace the fretboard's old scars Hear a melody born in forgotten stars. Verse 2: Pulled it down from a cobwebbed high shelf Felt a chill when I played it myself No earthly hand on the strings could be seen Just a lonesome echo, sharp and keen. Chorus: Ghost in the wood, a whisperin' tune Plays on its own beneath the moon My fingers trace the fretboard's old scars Hear a melody born in forgotten stars. Bridge: He played for the lost, for the restless soul Now his spirit makes this old axe whole Each note a story, a tear, a sigh Underneath a vast and endless sky. The wood remembers, the strings still gleam, A haunting echo of a forgotten dream. Chorus: Ghost in the wood, a whisperin' tune Plays on its own beneath the moon My fingers trace the fretboard's old scars Hear a melody born in forgotten stars. Outro: Yeah, a ghost in the wood, just playin' on... Just playin' on...