Happy in my harvest home
Walking the floors with the ghosts all alone
Happy that I'm made of stone
The grieve that I cause is my cause to atone
Now black is a color, black is my name
When I need something to help me chase the devil away
The house on fire
The fraying high wire
Nothing to say
The sky so grey
I reap, I sow
My harvest, my home
Happy in my harvest home
Walking the floors with the ghosts all alone
Happy that I'm made of stone
The grieve that I cause is my cause to atone
Now black is a color, black is my name
When I need something to help me chase the devil away
The house on fire
The fraying high wire
Nothing to say
The sky so grey
I reap, I sow
My harvest, my home
The house on fire
The fraying high wire
Nothing to say
The sky so grey
I reap, I sow
My harvest, my home
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