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The Passion

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“The Passion" is a driving, electric rock track built around one haunting question: Where did it go? Gritty guitars and restless energy push the song forward as it wrestles with the fading of something that once felt untouchable.
alt rock introspective
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NYC underground songwriting where synth pulse meets guitar haze. Emerging from 80s collaborations and evolving quietly, the project moves between dark pop, alt-rock atmosphere, and emotional voltage. Appearances are rare. The signal is steady. The project reflects Vincze’s long-standing exploration of transformation, intensity, and survival recurring themes in his broader creative work.
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Charts
#140 today Peak #38
#43 in subgenre Peak #13
Author
Thomas Vincze
Uploaded
December 19, 2012
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MP3 2.4 MB 128 kbps 2:37 minutes
Story behind the song
An electric-driven meditation on love after the spark begins to fracture. “The Passion" carries a raw, unsettled energy - guitars that grind rather than glide, lyrics that question rather than conclude. The chorus doesn’t seek answers. It just echoes the ache: Where did it go? This is a song about heat without release. Fire still burning but without a place to land.
Lyrics
The Passion Another time and place Maybe we can work it out on our own I can see the sad look in your eyes Another dream unrealized How could it all just fade away From our hearts One autumn day? Where did it go - the passion? Where did it go? Wasn't long ago We were floating through the clouds' nine Watching the sun go down and rise Not caring at all about time Maybe we drew too much from the wells That tossed and turned within ourselves? Where did it go - the passion? Where did it go? Fire's raging inside of me Still searching for release Trying to toe the line while I have Not a moments' peace, peace of mind Goofin' off a lot Vain attempts at casting off the frown I know things will never be the same But I'll always play the clown Watching the sun go down and rise That same old thought running through my mind... Where did it go - the passion? Where did it go?
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