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The Sand of Santa Monica

by Nada Rien

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Who is this thinking this thinking is mine
I with whom I have identified
The I who delivered me unto this moment in time

Like something so violent it cannot be felt
You don't even know you should reach out for help
The arrow of time has bent back on itself
And now you are impaled on the future

There was hope for me in the sand of Santa Monica, boy of 17
The pink polluted sunset reflected in broken glass on the beach
Lightin up the Pacific theater, projecting one wild American dream

Oh what is fate's name?
Is it capitalism or shame?
Some law of physics and uptempo radio play?

Oh the deeper you sleep
The sweeter the American dream
More likely it is that you wake up to find that once more
You have passed out on the bathroom floor

There was hope for me in the sand of Santa Monica, boy of 17
The pink polluted sunset reflected in broken glass on the beach
Lightin up the Pacific theater, projecting one wild American dream

Yes it's quite a concatenation, western edge of civilization
Nation, the cast my brain was shaped in
Makes you wonder if it was all fated
In the forge of the first explosion
Just a matter of matter and motion
Fools would stand out by the ocean
And dream...

There was hope for me in the sand of Santa Monica, boy of 17
The pink polluted sunset reflected in broken glass on the beach
Lightin up the Pacific theater, projecting one wild American dream

Oh there were songs to sing, a truth about our conditioning I was conditioned to bring
It's the truth about our freedom that I'm still trying to grasp
The one that says we are all damned to do the best that we can

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released April 11, 2024
Written and produced by Nada Rien

Nada Rien: vocals, keys, bass
Matt Mayhall: Drums
EW Harris: Background vocals
Mixed by JD Andrew

Logo art: Don Paris Schlotman
Elements of single art taken from photography by Anthony Mulcahy

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