"Set Fire" was a two-year project, inspired by a story told to me by a close friend, which I call "Phoenix": Phoenix (A Story) -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- A musician decided he did not want to school, so instead he ran away to the Faire. He was lured there with the promise that he could do whatever he wanted, and would never have to face the responsibilities of the "working world". In the beginning, is was fun playing his instrument for others, but after his boss refused to pay him the money he had earned, he found himself trapped there, living in a tent, without enough gas money to drive away. As his materialistic possessions became fewer and fewer, his body became more of a burden than he could stand. Cold, hungry, afraid of what happened every night when the Patrons left, he would put cigarettes out on his arm just to feel something else for a bit. He had picked up an act that the Patrons loved, an act in which he would light himself on fire, and put himself out again. He practiced every night. One night, while the other were watching, he lit himself up, as always. He waited, and waited, until the others became alarmed. The last thing he could smell was the scent of burning flesh. The last thing he saw was the light. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Set Fire (Lyrics) As he put the cigarette out on his arm He knew this would be the last time He felt the familiar burn Though he performed the routine a thousand times This time there would be no tomorrow Untie me from these chains of flesh My heart grows weary from the Finite capacity of sight I wanna know you Fiddle away your fife and Stow away your knife At fair you'll be the man you wanna be Absinthe in your eyes demons in disguise On the road you'll be at peace Lovely as a child's Secrets in your files Deep throat the key Can't afford to wait we'll depreciate Be not prey to his sordid intentions Put your mind at ease Swing on your trapeze Smoke the bongo drum You cant break me You cant break me Set fire To this body Set fire to this worn out flesh And consume me Set fire To this body Oh set fire to this putrid mess And release me Effortlessly Effortlessly Am I asleep Am I asleep You cant break me You cant break me down No you cant fool me I've been here Far too long Absinthe in your eyes Demons in disguise Purge the paint from Carnie's face Love without a care Try it is you dare Feel the warm embrace Can't afford to wait We'll depreciate Be not slave to his angling intentions See in stereo Chanting as we go Liberate your mind Set fire to this body (effortlessly, effortlessly) set fire to this worn out flesh (am i asleep…) And consume me (am i asleep) Set fire to this body (you cant break me, you cant break me down) Oh set fire to this worn out flesh (you cant fool me, I've been here) And release me (far too long) Set fire fire fire to this body Oh the phoenix burns within me Just look away from the sun ------------------------------------------------- About Sira I am Sira, a 23-year-old independent musician from South Florida. I am a classically trained clarinet player and self-taught guitarist and vocalist. Logic Pro 9 is my software of choice, and I prefer to perform all musical parts on a Novation MIDI keyboard as a starting point and then convert to audio, where all the processing and mixing is done. I do not use loops or samples, this album contains 100% original compositions and performances. My electroacoustic background allows me to combine and process live instruments and MIDI instruments to create epic and evolving instrumentals, which I then write lyrics and sing on top of. In this single, you can hear various instruments including piano, synthesizers, strings, trombones, french horns and live clarinet.