Mark Lanegan - Harvest Home lyrics

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