The Story Behind "This 100 Year Farmhouse"
Every time I drive past an old, weathered house sitting quietly by the side of the road, my mind immediately starts to wander.
I can’t help but picture all the generations of souls who have walked through those front doors over the decades. I think about the sheer weight of life contained inside those four walls: quiet morning moments, bursts of laughter, deep love, and even the sorrow and regret that build over a century of living.
I’ve wanted to write a song about this exact idea for a very long time. I’ve always been drawn to music that explores the passing of time, especially songs that capture the vast scope of a hundred-year lifespan.
For this project, I wanted to tell the story from a unique perspective: the farmhouse itself as the living, breathing keeper of everyone's memories.
The song follows the home across its journey: watching a young couple build a life in 1920, sitting abandoned and falling into sad disrepair by 1985, and finally being lovingly renovated in 2005 to shelter a whole new family.
Part of the inspiration for this perspective actually goes back to an old Christmas cartoon called Noel that has stayed with me my whole life.
The Christmas Cartoon "Noel" tells a beautiful story from the perspective of a simple Christmas ornament watching time pass, and it has always been one of my absolute favorites. The idea of an inanimate object holding onto a family's emotional history has stuck with me over the years. In the end, this cartoon has a deeper spiritual meaning.
Why This History Feels So Personal
This sense of history and physical place hits close to home for me.
My mind often drifts back to my parents' home, the very house my father built. It isn’t quite a hundred years old yet, but it remains in our family today, packed with irreplaceable memories.
I often wonder where that house will stand a century or more from now, and I like to believe a small part of my spirit will always remain tied to that land, enduring through the changing years.
I feel that exact same profound connection right here in my current home. As the original owners, we raised our family here, filled every room with childhood memories, and built our everyday lives.
At the same time, I know we will eventually have to pass the torch to someone else. I catch myself thinking about the future families who will walk these same halls long after we are gone, and the brand-new stories these walls will collect a hundred years from today.
"Every room truly remembers what the living so easily forget." Beneath all that old wallpaper are the real human stories that stayed behind, whispering their secrets if you take a moment to listen closely.
I hope when you give "This 100 Year Farmhouse" a listen, it makes you pause and think about the walls that have sheltered your own journey, your family, and those you love.
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I love the way you build your stories told in song lyrics around memories and special moments in life. I DO believe houses and objects 'remember'. My grandparents' home was such a house. Built in 1938, it hasn't yet reached the century mark, but it has a wealth of memories from the past 85+ years, many of them my own. Of all the places I have lived in my life, none have captured my thoughts and memories of all the best moments I spent under the roof of 223 Cloverland Drive, and of the people who lived there. Thanks for another delightful trip down memory lane, Barbara.
ReplyDeleteThanks Ms. Elf, your grandparents home built in 1938, wow that home holds generations of memories, no doubt.
DeleteI love this song and the idea that our house, our home, remembers us even after we are gone. We still live in the house where we raised our children. Every room has special memories that we hold dear. I'd like to believe the house holds them just as dearly as we do.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much. The history of a home sure holds so much doesn’t it.
DeleteHow beautiful. I love this story and song. Reminds me of my grandparents home.
ReplyDeleteMary thanks so much. Observing homes, especially family homes can sure ignite feelings, memories and lives that have come before us.
DeleteBarb, i absolutely love both the concept and the execution of this wondergul song. You really did justice yo your vision!
ReplyDeleteMargaret thank you so much xxxooo
DeleteI remember having the thought, in my childhood home, that if walls could talk, no one should ever have to listen to these. That house was later flooded by Hurricane Agnes, and years later those homes were purchased by the county or state, due to the settling of the houses. I sometimes wonder if there was a connection.
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