Get a glimpse at the record making process with a live acoustic take of "Heart's Harvest" from Harber Wynn. Recorded at Pulp Arts in Gainesville, Florida, summer 2024.
Heart's Harvest
Written by Hannah Harber
Remember when this started, we were just kids
Makin fools of ourselves and never wondering if
We'd get older and colder, making feels of each other, part time lovers
Yeah, we know how much it hurts
We know how much it's worth
If you are my heart's harvest
Proof of my hands in the dirt
I will work the land until wildflowers
Cover every inch of the earth
We can blame it on the rain, the cards we've been dealt
We can blame this on the pain of learning to love in the Bible belt
We're too old to call it young love, too young to be old flames
The melody keeps changing
The rhythm stays the same
If you are my heart's harvest
Proof of my hands in the dirt
I will work the land until wildflowers
Cover every inch of the earth
Good love is peaceful
So damn hard to define
Like taking pictures of fireworks the right words aren't enough
But these are mine
If you are my heart's harvest
Proof of my hands in the dirt
I will work the land until wildflowers
Cover every inch of the earth