Chemical Fire

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When in search of transformation....well, just listen to the song, it is much less pretentious than my attempt to describe it

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I still play rock n' roll
to test fine motor control
its the only way that I know I know
I'm still in this body
Flash bang then another scene
I'm still me but I'm mostly machine
and I
arrive alone in a limousine
ashamed that its so gaudy

Now look I've walked that broken line
up and down the corridors of time
and to keep my engine runnin
to satisfy my need
I been feeding little pieces of me
to a chemical fire
a chemical fire
a chemical
a chemical
a chemical
fire
the fire....

Somewhere in me there's a desert spire
built of mudbrick, wreckage and wire
smelling the smoke
means they're keeping the fire
burnin and burnin

Slice it open, see the factory
blood and money boiling love for steam
and I
still feel the phantom wheels
turnin and turnin

Now look I've wrought my own demise
shattering the windows of my mind
and to keep my engine runnin
to satisfy my need
I've been feeding little pieces of me
to a chemical fire
the chemical fire
chemical
chemical
chemical
the chemical fire
chemical
chemical
chemical
feed it to a chemical fire
chemical
chemical
chemical
fire
the fire....

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from Mimetic Desire, released August 18, 2016

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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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