House Where Nobody Lives

There are two songs that I connect to regarding this "town" of Seminole Heights. The people in the "town" and the houses.

The first one is Our Town by Iris Dement (posted previously.) The second is "House Where Nobody Lives" by Tom Waits, from the album "Mule Variations". Several years ago I stumbled across this album in the library, not knowing who Tom Waits was. This one grabbed me as I thought about driving through the neighborhood and see empty, abandoned houses in the midst of happy, living homes. It is not only the words, but his voice that makes this song.


There's a house on my block
That's abandoned and cold
Folks moved out of it a
Long time ago
And they took all their things
And they never came back
Looks like it's haunted
With the windows all cracked
And everyone call it
The house, the house where
Nobody lives

Once it held laughter
Once it held dreams
Did they throw it away
Did they know what it means
Did someone's heart break
Or did someone do somebody wrong?

Well the paint was all cracked
It was peeled off of the wood
Papers were stacked on the porch
Where I stood
And the weeds had grown up
Just as high as the door
There were birds in the chimney
And an old chest of drawers
Looks like no one will ever
Come back to the
House were nobody lives

Once it held laughter
Once it held dreams
Did they throw it away
Did they know what it means
Did someone's heart break
Or did someone do someone wrong?
So if you find someone
Someone to have, someone to hold
Don't trade it for silver
Don't trade it for gold
I have all of life's treasures
And they are fine and they are good
They remind me that houses
Are just made of wood
What makes a house grand
Ain't the roof or the doors
If there's love in a house
It's a palace for sure
Without love...
It ain't nothin but a house
A house where nobody lives
Without love it ain't nothin
But a house, a house where
Nobody lives.


Note: Thanks to Susan, I live in a very grand palace.