This Old House

Floorboards are creaky. I step in quietly.

Dusty rays of sunshine sparkle endlessly.

Weeds in the rose beds, dandelions in the yard.

Spruce rising higher, they're standing on guard.


In this old house you still remain, echoing your sweet refrain.

In this old house I feel you near, whispering in my ear.


Your ever present fire warmed our autumn nights.

We shared the blankets, we shared our lives.

Time took its toll on the house in the fields.

It went so fast, I miss you my dear.


In this old house you still remain, echoing your sweet refrain.

In this old house I feel you near, whispering in my ear.


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I've been hearing this song in my head a lot lately. Strange really. Any songwriter loves and obsesses about their own song at some point, otherwise they would never put it out in the world for others to hear. This is not a new tune for me, though it certainly is in my world since I released it just months ago for you all to listen to and enjoy.


Anyway, I've been hearing these lyrics a lot lately, in my head. When I wrote them I never imagined this song would remain so close to me through the years. At face value it is a song of remembrance. You may know that I love old houses, I love the energy of well used spaces, of the history that lives in the walls. When I wrote "This Old House" I was young and in love, imagining the future, full of hope and excitement. I was also a person who had enough life experience to know that loss is also a part of building lifelong bonds. As the storyteller, I took on the character of someone coming back to a former home, a place worn from the years, way past it's prime. I tried to narrate the love story of this character. It's a song of keeping someone alive in your heart, even though they are not around much anymore, if at all.


For those of you who are in the active phase of remembering - I am with you. Whether you are saying goodbye to the day to day presence of your child growing up and moving away, into the next phase of life, or saying goodbye to friends, to colleagues you know you won't see anymore, to parents, to beloved family members... this song is for you. Remember the sweetness and savor the memories. The cord of connection remains, even if the person cannot. Celebrate that you were lucky enough to know them - what a gift.


"In this old house you still remain, echoing your sweet refrain."


https://open.spotify.com/track/6ZQ7Ut1Aq6ecTauYReKEg3?si=5b361ffc936f439c


https://music.apple.com/us/album/this-old-house/1594179261?i=1594179262


https://amazon.com/music/player/albums/B09L8GYS96?marketplaceId=ATVPDKIKX0DER&musicTerritory=US&ref=dm_sh_seB8Oj1MXDppoYrppBgUlAsoO&trackAsin=B09L8FXRN1






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