Before There Was Nothing

by Santi

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Teaser before acoustic EP

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released 20 September 2010
Santi all instruments
Loren Khulusi - Mix on 'Let It Rest'

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Track Name: Let It Rest
In the front seat of a battered car in a parking lot
Of a nameless city, in a strip mall placed on a nameless block
I'm alone and with a suitcase full of restless dreams
The night is colder than it seems

Been two nights since I last saw my home and the world seems darker
There's a snowstorm and I can barely see the highway marker
Risk my life for something I can't even see
I'm growing doubts inside of me

Faster than my heart can sink
I'm falling through the air
Lost and carrying a sign
That says I'm in despair
I need to break this trance of tragedy
that's going off inside my head
And let it rest tonight

I've been sleeping on a bed of thoughts that could drive a man insane
Dreamt of finding that I've finally switched to conscious world again
Mountains of regret are blocking my way through
There isn't something God could do

I always know that things will all work out
Somehow I always fail to know it when it all comes crashing down
Track Name: Wasting Pages
Jagged rose that stretches out for miles
Covered me in exit wounds
I, wouldn’t know to tell you how
Silence is the greatest way to lie
There’s no victory through this arc
I’ve heard that this makes people die

I’m know I’m wasting pages
Its hard when it seems ages since you knew my name
Tried my thought, breathed my pain
There’s something growing closer
The outline seems to indicate a growing hole
That’s breaking through the broken door

Avenues that hold you in their arms
I’m sick of being able to
See them in their afterparts
Hope is fear of pulling up the blinds
I hope there’s still some left in here
I hope that it is mine

I’m know I’m wasting pages
Its hard when it seems ages since you knew my name
Tried my thought, breathed my pain
Theres something growing closer
The outline seems to indicate a growing hole
That’s breaking through the broken door

I’ll trade it all for three words
The ones you say when you want me to play a part
I’ll wait here with a broken heart