The Height of Land - Rebecca Pidgeon

She saw a shadow Slip away
Black to blacker shrinking
In the light of day
Heading for cover
Or a place to lay
Incredible
Invisible
She knows what folks say
But she has lived here her whole life
She sees what she sees
Shy eyes
Staring through the trees
Old man drifting
Down the road
Maybe she'll go help him
With his heavy load
But there's nobody there
What was warm is cold
Spirited into the air
So she's told
And she has lived here her whole life
She knows what she knows
Angel man
In ancient clothes
Walk out in the steely mountain freeze
Sweet scent of tobacco greets
Her on the breeze
Solitary
But not on her own
The empty road is crowded
And she's alone
While souls in the shadows
Move through the white pine stand
From the old foundation
To the height of land
She saw a meteor Slip away
Bright to brighter
Burning in the great display
Heading for glory
Or a place to lay
The last reverberation
Of the final day
And she has lived here her whole life
She sees what she sees
Strange fire
Falling through the trees
Walk out in the steely mountain freeze
Old man in the shadows whistling
Through the leaves
Solitary
But not on her own
The empty road is crowded
And she's alone
While souls in the shadows
Move through the white pine stand
From the old foundation
To the height of land
Height of the land
Height of the land