Ghost Towns
I ♥ My Home Town
Love is sometimes in the eye of the beholder
Background
I read a lot of articles about things and years ago I read this article about all the ghost towns in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula (the UP) that were a byproduct of the mining industry. Thinking about all the people who left those towns who may have never known any other hometown and how, as we get older, we have a lot of nostalgia for our past directly influenced this one. The song itself is another one from the archives, originally posted as an unfinished snippet on Sound Cloud. I finally refined it and finished.
- Darby
Lyrics
Went to try to find the place that I came from
Wanted to feel the dirt I was made from
Ghosts Towns of Michigan
The Ghosts of Towns of Michigan
It was a northern mining town
Made to keep the baron's money go round
But now it's long gone
It's all overgrown
I journey to that place
Despite what I know
All the machines
now made of rust
Memories and buildings
turned to dust
I walk in the shadows
of ghosts unknown
The sun beats down
and I know I'm alone
A century of winters
buried in snow
Obscure the spirits
Left fallow
One last stroll
Before I leave
I feel like I need to
But I cannot grieve
I still can't find the place that I came from
Have never felt the dirt I was made from