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by E.W. Harris

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released June 7, 2014

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E.W. Harris Brooklyn, New York

Born in the Rubber City and raised in the South, E.W. Harris is what he terms "a futurist with an acoustic guitar and an axe to grind." Known in the Brooklyn scene for his strong vocals, odd demeanor, and infectious laugh, Harris has become a staple in the Big City Folk Collective, and in many venues both in NYC and afield. ... more

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Track Name: Waxman (chorale version)
My skin is slick, and tough,
Just like a killer whale,
My arms are strong, enough,
To break brittle rocks like shale
My eyes are buttons, and wires,
Affixed to my head with nails,
My feet are old truck tires
My clothes are all stitched from sails

Though I'm made of wax and string,
and you may find me frightening
and wonder how it is that I'm alive
I don't know but I have seen,
In sunlight, smoke, and gasoline,
I've felt the warmth of love turn into fire
and it keeps burnin', burning me inside.

Someday I would like to address the choir,
that taught all my favorite birds.
I'd tell them one lesson is all I'd require,
'Cause I already learned the words,
But who cares what some animate jetsam
desires

Scene goes to dark
Scene goes to dark

Well I know that I don't wanna rust,
and blow slowly away as a thick ruddy dust,
but they say its an illness that's going around,
so I smile like a hangman as I slip out of town,
in the dark,
alone in the dark,
in the dark,
at home in the dark

And though I'm made of wax and string,
and you may find me frightening,
and wonder how it is that I'm alive
Well I don't know but I have seen,
In sunlight smoke and gasoline,
I've felt the warmth of love turn into fire.

And it's still burnin' burnin' me inside

It's still burning me inside
Track Name: Century Gentry Demo
18th century gentry
run their dogs out in my street
in New York city
in a city

but who ever heard of foxes
makin dens in cardboard boxes
in a city?
in a city

I thought alot today
how their empire slipped away
and they stand still and wait
for something better

bigger, better,
and never the same
bigger, better,
and never the same

Gangs of lovable tomcats
roam around in coats and tophats
in a city
in a city

Invisible waves are breakin
as my consciousness is shaken
in a city
in a city

And I tell myself
whoa
don't let me down
and I tell myself
whoa
keep your feet on the ground
I convince myself
whoa
to stop hanging around with fools and ghosts
and doing nothing
but Im so good at nothing

Then I got much bigger
broke up the sky
smote the sun like a candle
poked god in the eye
I wanted to call you
I wanted to see if that's alright
so I ripped up a power grid
cast-netted a satellite
Heard words through the static
you said that everyone's dead
I said no no I just breathed them in
through my nose
they're somewhere hear in my head

And I guess,
you were right about me,
you're right about
me
you're right about
me your right about
me
you're right about me