Harvest Home

Happy in my harvest home

Walking floors with the ghost all alone

Happy that I'm made of stone

To grieve that I cause is my cause to a tone

Now black is the color

Black is my name

And I used to burn it up

We chased the devil away

The house

On fire

The flame

How wild

Nothing

To say

This girl

So gray

I grieve

I've sold

My harvest

My home

Happy in my harvest home

Walking floors with the ghost all alone

Happy that I'm made of stone

To grieve that I cause is my cause to a tone

Now black is the color

Black is my name

And I used to burn it up

We chased the devil away

The house

On fire

The flame

How wild

Nothing

To say

This guy

So gray

I grieve

I've sold

My harvest

My home

The house

On fire

The flame

How wild

Nothing

To say

This guy

So gray

I grieve

I've sold

My harvest

My home