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Grieving the Living(Demo) by Sandfall

THIS IS DEMO SONG #4 of "The Sandfall Project" Sandfall is an alternative rock band pushing creativity into uncharted territory with *The Sandfall Project*—a year-long challenge blending raw human songwriting with the power of AI-assisted demo creation. Over the next 52 weeks, the band will release **50 original demo tracks**, each born from Sandfall’s signature sound and shaped with the help of modern creative tools. On **December 1st, 2026**, fans will choose their favorite **12 songs**, which Sandfall will take into a world-class studio to be re-imagined and recorded entirely by human hands—featuring renowned musicians and producers—to become the band’s full-length album for 2027. But fans aren’t just listeners—they’re literal builders of the project. For every follow or subscription on **YouTube, Facebook, TikTok, or Instagram**, Sandfall will add one grain of sand to a growing pile. At the end of the challenge, that sand will be crafted into a custom hourglass: a physical symbol of the community that helped turn demos into a finished album. Fifty Songs. One Year. One Hourglass. A Community-Built Full Length Record. This is The Sandfall Project. Lyrics I drew a circle in the ash Said your name and waited The sun just watched me rot Like grief is something sacred Smoke bends the air between us Every phrase comes back wrong The dead return to earth They settle, they sleep But you’re a spell that won’t break Still breathing in me It’s easier to close the soil Than to let you go Grieving the living Is a fire I can’t control Grieving the living Is a fire I can’t control I cast you to the water But you wouldn’t sink I screamed you to the sky And lost my breath to speak Earth won’t take you Fire won’t clean you Air keeps calling Water won’t keep you Earth won’t take you Fire won’t clean you Air keeps calling Water won’t keep you Still alive Still leaving Grieving the living Is a fire I can’t control Grieving the living Is a fire I can’t control The dead belong to silence To root and stone But grieving the living Means standing in the circle Alone Alone