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'Burning Feet' is the title track off FAIRCHILD's debut EP released on April 25th, 2014 through Canvas Sounds - https://itunes.apple.com/au/album/burning-feet-ep/id859847041

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Starring

Pia O'Connell
Lanah Heron
Olivia Simatovic
Dominique Maber
Broc Casey
Katya Wowor
& FAIRCHILD

A Bearhouse Studios Production

Produced By Mitchell J Carr & James A Haigh
Cinematography By Mark Desiatov
Production Design By Anysha Rankin
Edited By Jim Henry
Digital Colorist Kelly Chen
Directed By James A Haigh

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She closed the door
Got my hand stuck to my surprise
She was laughing at rainbows end
Was somewhere out of left field.

This broken chair has held up
The chaos of our steering hands.
Now the clock has struck to twelve
The lights go down.

We shut our eyes and try
To see impossible things
It's not a question of why
We could never grow wings
I'm on a rocket to mars
I can't see anything
I'm hoping one day you join.

So what if it's your pride and joy? Who else will know it?
We're miles apart and way to young to grow up.
Never in your wildest dreams, would I have spoken
With burning feet we race into the open.

This crocked frame
Has got me thinking of your big heart
And how it's sinking
I've come prepared
I'm not afraid of the dark

So tie the ends and we'll go crazy just for one last time.
It always happens differently
When I'm around.

We shut our eyes and try
To see impossible things
It's not a question of why
We could never grow wings
I'm on a rocket to mars
I can't see anything
I'm hoping one day you join.

So what if it's your pride and joy? Who else will know it?
We're miles apart and way to young to grow up.
Never in your wildest dreams, would I have spoken
With burning feet we race into the open.

With burning feet we'll run and give into the open
I know nights like these we'll see and every kind of colour.

So what if it's your pride and joy? Who else will know it?
We're miles apart and way to young to grow up.
Never in your wildest dreams, would I have spoken
With burning feet we race into the open.