Ed Harcourt, born on August 14, 1977, is a British singer-songwriter from Lewes, East Sussex who has so far released four critically acclaimed albums and has a relatively small but very enthusiastic fanbase. His first instrument is the piano, but he also uses several less common keyboard instruments as well as the guitar. Live he is accompanied by a band typically comprising a drummer, guitarist, violinist and trumpeter. His work is sometimes reminiscent of Tom Waits but still entirely his own, varied and passionate style. Besides being a headliner himself, he has also played support for a lot of artists over the years, like REM, Wilco and Neil Finn.
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The Trapdoor Lyrics

Ed Harcourt

On a summer night I took a walk
Out in the fields where the grass snakes hide
Six years old, tall as a chair
Found the trapdoor hidden from sight
Fell into the blackness, seemed like hours
I hit the ground on a sea of skulls
There was no treasure, just stolen souls
Taken years ago down this endless hole
Man must kill to live or quench his thirst
Let's go back to the source where it first came from
Looked death in the eyes, falling stalactites
Then burnt by a light as angels flew by
Who pulled me back up to the moonlit sky
Covered in dust, it was hard not to cry
Man must kill to live or quench his thirst
Let's go back to the source where it first came from
Falling through trapdoors wherever I go
Kicking and screaming 'cause nobody knows
There's always a trapdoor wherever you step
Keep your eyes open you deserve what you get
Keep your eyes open you deserve what you get
Keep your eyes open you deserve what you get