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My Magnetic Shoes

from A Waste of Water and Time by E.W. Harris

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If all of creation is a dream, at the moment when the dreamer wakes, who's the sorry sap stuck with the job of dreaming it all over again?

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I didn't come in here,
looking for news,
I just came back in search of my magnetic shoes,
'cause I'm workin' in the vacuum today.
I didn't see on the holo at 9,
That they'd finally ruputured the fabric of time,
but you told me anyway.
I didn't notice,
It's just hard to care,
When you're already late,
and the foreman is there,
and you know he'll dock your pay.

Then everything changed,
Took aim at the sky,
And we all became,
Flint scrap-shards of life.
and Time holds the sinew,
That bends back the bow,
and still nobody knows,
where the arrow goes.

Walked out of my house,
in the middle of town.
Saw a crowd there of people,
stumblin' around.
They were knee-buckle falling, weeping, and crying aloud.
Then I looked up,
to the inky black sky,
and a sickening ripple there,
tore at my eye,
like a rip in a holy shroud.
Then for a moment,
the world went bright
and I felt the caress of a tendril of light.
Its voice had a trembling sound.

It said "what have you done?
Took aim at the sky,
now we've all become,
flint scrap-shards of life."
and Time holds the sinew,
That bends back the bow,
and still nobody knows,
where the arrow goes.

When I woke up I had nothing in mind,
and I looked all around,
there was nothing to find,
'cause emptiness ain't something you can see.
Then I imagined a scene that I'd seen,
in an old picture postcard that looked like a dream,
and the wind shook the cyprus trees.
When one thing's beginning, another thing ends,
and Sometimes when you're lonely,
you have to make friends,
so I made, mine, just, like,
me.

Told them "when we're all done,
we'll aim at the sky,
then we'll all become,
flint scrap-shards of life.
And Love is the sinew,
that bends back the bow,
yet still nobody knows,
still nobody knows,
tell me if you know,
where the arrow goes.

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from A Waste of Water and Time, released July 1, 2010
Written, Recorded, Performed and Produced by E.W. Harris from "A Waste of Water and Time" c 2010 E.W. Harris published by Mostly Harmless Audio ASCAP

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E.W. Harris Brooklyn, New York

Born in the Rust Belt and raised in the South, E.W. Harris is what he terms "a dystopian romantic." Known in the Brooklyn folk and electronic scenes for his strong vocals, unconventional songwriting, and infectious laugh, Harris has become a staple in the Big City Folk Collective, and in many venues both at home and abroad. ... more

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