Fade or Fading may refer to:
In stage lighting, a fade is a gradual increase or decrease of the intensity of light projected onto the stage. The term fade-in refers to gradually changing the lighting level from complete darkness to a predetermined lighting level. A fade-out (also known as fade-to-black) refers to gradually decreasing the intensity of light until none is shining on the stage. A crossfade is when lighting levels are gradually altered from one setting to another. A fade-in is sometimes called a build, and where this terminology is used, a fade is understood to be a fade-out.
Increasing lighting intensities that are not black is referred to as a fade-up. Similarly, decreasing lighting intensities to a level above black is referred to as a fade-down.
Cross-fades are accomplished by executing fade-ups and/or fade-downs. In nearly all theatrical lighting designs, multiple lighting instruments are used to illuminate the stage at any one time. A cue refers to the recorded state of illumination for the entire stage at that time. The intensity of the lighting instruments are often altered with a single crossfade, altering the lighting state of the stage.
"Fade" is a song by Staind from their 2001 album Break the Cycle, released as the third single from the album in late 2001. It was the last song played on MTV before turning to CBS's broadcast following 9/11.
It became the second highest charting single from Break the Cycle on the Billboard Hot 100, when it peaked at No. 62. It also charted on the Modern Rock Tracks and Mainstream Rock Tracks lists, at No. 4 and No. 3, respectively.
A music video was made for the song, directed by Marcus Raboy.
When we were young
When we were young, everything was so new,
We broke all the rules just to do it,
And I don't know how the hell I lived through it,
Young and on the run, getting loaded like a gun,
When we were young
Now time sure flies when you're having fun,
I wish I walked through life but I chose to run,
I used to fien for abuse and play with guns,
I played and payed the price, stil my life ain't done,
I remember running wild, not a care in the world,
It was all about graffiti, and chasin' the girls,
Running from the law and bar room brawls,
Getting arrested callin' home with those late night calls, (When we were young)
Sorry mom, I'm in jail again,
Tonight I got arressted with a couple of friends,
You can either pick me up or send me some mends,
Either way ma, it looks like I messed up again,
Back to my P.O., or Rehab, or up north, to see dad,
it's just the way it goes when you were born to be bad,
Actin' a fool, skippin' school, flicking off the principal,
It's hard for mom to believe me but she's so convincable.
Shoplifting gifts for the girls, with my boys,
Walking out the sex shop, pockets full of sex toys,
And, we'd bring the noise like you'd wouldn't believe,
At 16 started getting tattoo's up my sleeve,
Throwing up the 32, taking part in dirty deeds,
So if you wanna get high, I got whatever you need,
And if you wanna get em' up, I ain't afraid to bleed,
I've been to Y.A. 3 times, so don't you step to me,
While you brag to your parents about your A's and B's,
I was underneath the bleachers with a THC,
a GED, a Chemical Dependency, and a PHD in Whiskey and Stonerology,
I lead the breakthrough in ways to use technology,
You can learn from my mistakes but it's more fun to follow me,
And it's never too late, I don't hate who I've become,
So let's smoke another one and remember, when we were young.