This old house once knew its children
This old house once knew its wife
This old house was home and comfort
As they fought the storms of life
This old house once rang with laughter
This old house heard many shouts
Now it trembles in the darkness
When the lightning walks about
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
Ain't gonna need this house no more
Ain't got time to fix the shingles
Ain't got time to fix the floor
Ain't got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend the window pain
Ain't gonna need this house no longer
He's getting ready to meet the saints
This old house is gettin' shaky
This old house is gettin' old
This old house has seen the rain
This old house has seen the cold
Oh his knees are gettin' chilly
But he feels no fear or pain
'Cause he sees an angel peepin'
Through a broken window pane
Lovely tones here. The brown really conveys a sense of decay and isolation. The house looks as abandoned as it could be. I like how it merges, in a way, with its surroundings, nature is again taking control of this place.
The poem is also nice to read, it goes well with the image.
I love the old wooden house - I have an old wooden fetish. lol This shot is exceptional. The post-processing done with so much skill. I would love to known what steps you took.
Did you write the words to the poem/song? If so, you are a very talented writer also.
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