Thursday, June 26, 2014

"Welcome to the Home by the Sea" Replayed for you.
For all eternity

Reblogged from 2007, and even then from another website in 2005,
my true story of my haunted, University of Oklahoma apartment:

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Written by Phil Collins. Performed by Genesis. Loved, lived, hated, and feared by me.


Creeping up the blind side, shinning up the wall
Stealing thru the dark of night
Climbing thru a window, stepping to the floor
Checking to the left and the right
Picking up the pieces, putting them away
Something doesnt feel quite right
Help me someone, let me out of here
Then out of the dark was suddenly heard
"Welcome to the home by the sea"

Coming out the woodwork, thru the open door
Pushing from above and below
Shadows but no substance, in the shape of men
Round and down and sideways they go
Adrift without direction, eyes that hold despair
Then as one they sigh and they moan

Help us someone, let us out of here
Living here so long undisturbed
Dreaming of the time we were free
So many years ago
Before the time when we first heard
"Welcome to the home by the sea"
Sit down sit down
Sit down sit down sit down
As we relive our lives in what we tell you


Images of sorrow, pictures of delight
Things that go to make up a life
Endless days of summer longer nights of gloom
Waiting for the morning light


Scenes of unimportance, photos in a frame
Things that go to make up a life
Help us someone, let us out of here
Cos living here so long undisturbed
Dreaming of the time we were free
So many years ago
Before the time when we first heard

"Welcome to the home by the sea"
Sit down sit down
Sit down sit down sit down sit down
As we relive our lives in what we tell you
Let us relive our lives in what we tell you


Sit down sit down sit down
Cos you wont get away
No with us you will stay
For the rest of your days - sit down
As we relive our lives in what we tell you
Let us relive our lives in what we tell you
Ooohhhh.......

Somewhere on the Internet is my true story of my haunted apartment, when I lived in Norman in the late 1980s.   It is all true, and it happened exactly as I wrote, there, remembered here.

I had a wonderful basement apartment for three+ years, as an OU student.
And it was haunted by a congenial ghost or group of ghosts.
Most memorable of the four or five instances when we, the ghosts and I intermingled, was this disturbing occurrence:
I was sound asleep in bed one night, when suddenly, the stereo in the living room suddenly turned itself on. I know, remember for a fact that I had turned it off the night before, as the radio station I loved so much then, KOCC, the jazz station of Oklahoma City Comm. College, went off the air at midnight.

As I said, I lay in bed asleep, and awoke when the stereo came on by itself, at about 3 am or so. The stereo played only one song, loud, then went back to 'off'.

That one song was "Welcome to the Home By The Sea". Above.


A song about a haunted house, which was being burglarized, in the dead of night.
But something awful was about to happen to the burglar: He was to become prisoner, trapped there, helpless, as the ghosts also trapped there, "let us relive our lives, in what we tell you," held him captive.

As mentioned, there were other instances when I felt, or I saw the ghost of that place. And the story of all of them is currently elsewhere on the Web, as a ghost story of the month.

It is here, if you want to read about my haunted past:    http://www.castleofspirits.com/stories05/bythesea.html 

Now, almost three decades later from that pleasant time in my haunted apartment, I still am the prisoner, being forced to relive their lives, my life, our lives, in what we tell you.

I have never escaped, really, from that Home by the Sea, at the corner of Eufaula Street and Santa Fe Avenue. No, I am still there... Spirit. Another ghost, wishing to be free.
Now, that corner is a well kept part of the First Baptist Church of Norman parking lot.
But the ghosts, and me too, are still waiting, not living, there. In fact, we've never parted.

For no one really ever leaves.

Sit down, sit down, sit down.... as I relive my life, in what I tell you.
They are with me again now here, Oohhhh

1 comment:

ABNPOPPA said...

Mal, I'm a little confused was this before you rolled your own or was it a flashback!

Hey you and the beautiful wife have a great 4th of July!

Pops@Conservative Outrage!