"Harvest Home" lyrics - MARK LANEGAN

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