Harvester of Sorrow
Duration
3:42
Genres
Description
The title was a strange nickname for a friend from long ago. The song happened quite a bit later and wasn't directly related to him.
Lyrics
Drama seems to follow her around And she says she always gets burned when she lets her guard down And me I listen as best as I can without much luck Between the struggles and the loneliness that always kicks my butt Yes it's crossed my mind a time or two to merge our misery But it don't feel right right, I'm not up for the fight so I think I'll let it be. We don't want to go on hurting, wanna believe in tomorrow and shed the skin of the Harvester of Sorrow Dryer sheets are blowing around like tumble weeds in my home It'd be nice if this dog of a life could find one damn bone Between the bitching and the crying there is truth She's to damn young to really understand the value of her youth And I guess I'm no better as I can't seem to break the trends or the patterns that leave me reeling, over and over again We don't want to go on hurting, wanna believe in tomorrow and shed the skin of the Harvester of Sorrow The rain is pounding on the roof of this Mississippi motel. The neon sign out front is a rosy glow and these walls will never tell We don't want to go on hurting, wanna believe in tomorrow. And shed the skin of the Harvester of Sorrow Oh let us shed the skin of the Harvester of Sorrow 2007 Chris Jackson
