Let The Wind Blow Through Me
When we found the old house in the fog last year, we stopped to photograph the wonderful autumn vines climbing the walls. Some of you may remember the photos I posted at Halloween last year. After doing some research on the property, I later found that the locals call it "The Murder House." Many rumors swirl about how it is haunted by an evil presence as well as the ghosts of the victims that were killed inside. It is hard to sort fact from fiction in this case, but as far as I can tell from the newspapers, sadly there was a body of a girl (some reports say two girls) dumped somewhere on this property and one woman on another property nearby. They were harmed elsewhere and then just left here by a serial killer. The house had already been long abandoned.
The sun's still shining in the big blue sky
But it don't mean nothing to me
Oh let the rain come down
Let the wind blow through me
I'm living in an empty room
With all the windows smashed
And I've got so little left to lose...