My Little Folk Song

I stayed out a bit late last night, so I'm sleeping in. I don't want to leave the morning post blank, so I decided to put my funky little folk song I wrote and sang on here. This is from last year, and I'll post the lyrics below. I didn't have anything to make music on for this, so it's all a capella and vocal harmonies. I did it with a camera microphone in the closet.
Good morning!!




Witch

Ivy springs along and sprites do write a dreadful song as I grow old
The room is black as starlings and I see my demon darlings turn to stone
Everything will wither and the teardrops will grow wings and learn to fly
Moving over oceans making seamen voice so many fearful cries
The clouds will gather round and round make all the water dance around the ties
Watching from my bed of silver stars as all the men there realize
Their ships will burn and they will see a devil in the sea and then they'll fear
The woman who was lonely so and so she summoned magic to appear