Harvest Video (MV)

Have you seen the whitest fog that's rising from the bog?
The water's warm, air is freezing, harbingers of fall
Underneath root and vine, the waters on the rise
Drops of crimson starts to spread, this is harvest's time

The pool of crimson catch your eye while you be driving by
Stop a minute to rest your mind, you'll thank yourself in time
As all this beauty passes from season to century
Best catch it while the moment lasts from winter's icy grasp

Let it last now, let me take you in my arms
Let it last now, I haven't got you long

There's beauty in every season and in everything you feel
The cuts are rough, they might just heal
The scars are yours to seal
So you could clasp your hands together
Or just choose to set them free
The choice is yours and yours alone, just don't lather up misery

Let it last now, let me take you in my arms
Let it last now, I haven't got you long