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I wanted to write a song for the season of ghosts and graveyards. Something that felt familiar but with a slightly fresh take. I started in the hope of capturing the essence of a great ghost story in song the way Alfred Noyes captured it in poetry with his haunting classic, "The Highwayman". In my mind, I conjured up a Victorian era graveyard: A full moon, weathered, moss-covered stones, winding paths guarded by gargoyles and broken walls I called forth the spirits of Halloween and placed within that setting a ghost and a grieving figure, searching night after night for their lost love. But who is the ghost and who was left behind?

This uplifting anthem celebrates the power of community and the enduring spark of hope. Through vivid imagery of rivers, forests, cities, and skies, the lyrics weave together a journey from darkness into light. The refrain, “We are the keepers of the flame”, becomes a rallying cry for unity, resilience, and shared purpose. Whether sung in a sanctuary, on a stage, or around a campfire, the song invites listeners to stand together, carry hope forward, and let their light shine for all to see.

I wrote this song after I broke up with my ex boyfriend - I was trying so hard on this relationship and I really wanted it to work but somehow I was the only one who was fighting - after the breakup I was so down and sad and heartbroken because I just wanted a love that lasts and that is real and this is what the song is about - I doubted myself being enough

This is the November song I meant to write one day when my brain had other plans, and I wrote “In Autumn’s Glow” for my husband. I love all the seasons. When pressed, I have to say Autumn. As a child, I always had a love-hate relationship with Winter because it meant the end of my favorite season and living in the Pacific Northwest, it mostly rained. It rained a lot. And when it wasn’t raining, it was gray. Dark, dark gray. Snow was scarce, but when we got snow, I suddenly loved Winter most of all. But this is a song about Autumn. It reminds me of the smells and sounds of the fall leaves as they crunched under my sneakers

This song honors the hush and depth of the longest night. The Winter Solstice marks a turning point—a time to gather close, light candles against the dark, and listen for ancestral whispers beneath the snow. It’s a ritual of endurance and quiet hope, a celebration of the light’s slow return.