The Midnight Harvest Lyrics

When the moonlight cuts the cornfield

Shadows stretch and dance

Whispers of old tales echo through the night's expanse

Lanterns hang like old regrets

Swaying in the breeze

Ghosts of summer's past lay restless among the trees

Bare hands grasp the sickle

In the grip of chilling night

Hoping to reap one last memory before the morning light

Crows cry warnings from the fence post

Their eyes full of dread

Broken hearts and weary souls

The harvest of the dead

Oh

The midnight harvest

Where time stands still

Underneath the silent stars

On the lonesome hill

Reaping what was sown in days now gone

In the midnight harvest

We carry on

Jenny sang an ancient tune 'bout love and bitter strife

Her voice was soft as autumn rain in the quiet of the night

Eyes full of sorrow

Hands full of grain

In the midnight harvest

All feel the same

Rusty nails and splintered wood

The barn's eternal sigh

Holders of forgotten dreams that nobody dares to try

Footsteps on the gravel road

The wanderer returns

The midnight harvest calls him

As the old streetlamp burns

Oh

The midnight harvest

Where time stands still

Underneath the silent stars

On the lonesome hill

Reaping what was sown in days now gone

In the midnight harvest

We carry on