Memorial Tributes
Northern Lights (Witch Rides Home)
"Northern Lights (Witch Rides Home)" is an original tribute inspired by the life of Robin, a beloved healer, herbalist, advocate, and friend whose compassion touched countless lives. Set beneath the extraordinary red and green Northern Lights that illuminated Hot Springs, Montana, on November 10, 2025, this heartfelt song celebrates a fearless spirit whose love, wisdom, and healing continue to shine long after her journey home.
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Why this song exists
Created as a memorial tribute for a loved one, with a tone of remembrance, love, hope, and reflection.
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- Legacy / Memorial Tributes
- Mood
- Remembrance, love, hope, reflection
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- Families honoring a loved one
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November 10th, 2025. Hot Springs, Montana – 5:15 p.m. The Northern Lights burned red that night, and the witch rode home. In the pines where the shadows gleam, You taught me how to build the dream. Hands of love, heart full of flame, You changed the world when you spoke your name. Every law, every lie, we burned it clean. Sisters of the sacred green. Hey, look at the sky tonight— That’s Robin riding the Northern Lights! Blazing red, her heart’s desire, Healer, rebel, truth, and fire. She gave it all, she lit the way, Love like that don’t fade away. Hey, look at the sky tonight— That’s our witch ridin’ home in light. From Lincoln roads to the Hot Springs sky, You never said hello or goodbye. You just rose—wild, fierce, and free, The forest still hums your melody. Your laugh in the rain, your soul in the trees, Still teaching us how to believe. Hey, look at the sky tonight— That’s Robin riding the Northern Lights! Blazing red, her spirit seen, With flashes bright of sacred green. She gave it all, she lit the way, Love like that don’t fade away. Hey, look at the sky tonight— That’s our witch ridin’ home in light. You can’t chain a healer’s song. You can’t cage what’s already gone. Robin rides on waves of green— The witch, the heart, the in-between. Hey, look at the sky tonight— That’s Robin riding the Northern Lights! Blazing red, her heart’s desire, Healer, rebel, truth, and fire. She gave it all, she lit the way, We’ll keep her flame in us today. Hey, look at the sky tonight— The Witch of the Woods rides home in light. Blessings up, my sister. Ride home. Ride home.
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