Harvest Home - Doug Keith

Hallway of harvest home
A clipped call like cobblestone
A boat with leak in lake so deep
You're porcelain pride is show'n
Used to be Lancashire loom
You used to be hard headed hewn
Was whale waves that laid you to waste
Sheer sheer see through
You've lost the best of you
This didn't work out like you planned
You're going home you're going home
You're moving back to where you bury your family bones
And I doubt I'll ever see you again
What we've wished and what we've known
What we've found and what we've grown
All burned down and buried away
The days of harvest home