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Human suffering is universal, yet in the face of extreme loss, we each feel uniquely alone. In a deep dive into studying what this means, the band found that true existence happens in the ‘now’. The experience of living is somewhere between those moments of vulnerability and the active choice we make to sit with that feeling.
Credits:
Lyrics, music and arrangement: Gintaara
Cast/Band: Durran Amin, Iman Shahid, Natasha Humera Ejaz, Nimra Gilani, Zainab Qaiserani, Zain Elahi & Zohair Elahi
Guest Appearence: Mikael Hamdani
Producer: Natasha Humera Ejaz (Tiny Dancer Live)
Mix: Haniya Aslam
Master: Justin Gray
Label: Tiny Dancer Live
Distribution: Silent Roar Productions
Media Strategy: Daniel Arthur Panjwaney & Natasha Noorani
Design: Iman Shahid
Logo Calligraphy: Ibn E Mansha
Photography Saad Kakakhel
Lyrics:
Beware of the fire,
Silently it burns.
It takes with it everything,
Everything you’ve yearned.
Slowly,
Surely you’re making a mess.
You’re lonely,
And you’re tired of making amends.
Beware of desire,
Solemnly earned.
It preys on, it eats off of everything
Everything you’ve learned.
Sooner,
Or later you’re going to confess.
You’re lonely,
And you’re tired of being in distress.
Beware of the fire,
Silently it burns.
It takes with it everything,
Everything you’ve yearned.
Sooner,
Or later you’re going to confess.
You’re lonely,
And you’re tired of being in distress.
It’s burning me cold,
It’s burning me hot,
It’s turning me into something that I’m not.
And I’m growing so old,
With these stories I hold,
And I wonder if they’ll ever get to be told.
See I know that it’s burning,
It’s burnt through a lot,
And I stand in this wreckage,
With all that I’ve got.
Hold my hand,
Hold these hands,
Hold my hand.
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- Genre
- Vocal, Fusion