By The Cover

Just a thought... (or two) :) ....

"Don't judge me because I have a pretty face.

Don't just assume I have it easy.

Just because I smile doesn't mean I'm happy.

Can't you see behind my eyes?

Everybody talks at me like I've got something to give.

I'm sorry but it's been taken already.

There's never anything left inside this void, the hole just keeps getting deeper.

If you put something inside of nothing, where does it go?

Take a part of me and I'm yours, then who am I? I'm nothing."

X Dai-Dai.

All Of This

Lately I've been reading through some lyrics I have written and I've been surprised that even though I may have written them a while ago some how they still hold strong.
I find it amazing the strength lyrics hold and the potential to share feelings/emotions or even experiences with people all over world.

The following are the lyrics to one of my songs titled 'All Of This' written in 2008. Enjoy ;)

Days go by like water through a plug in a sink that's leaking and everyday seems to get harder and harder.
Things gathering and piling up on the list of things to do.
It seems like every little thing is conspiring to break us too.

Everyday there's something new, a new challenge for us to prove.
That we can take what is thrown at us and turn it into some new tool.
That we can use again this time or next into something useful so that we can make sense, why it is we put ourselves through all of this.

Time stands still in a second when there's something pressing you should do.
Like jump out of the way of a car (or a bus) before it runs you down or hits you.
When you're under stress and you're waiting for an answer is it no or yes?
The decision seems to go on and on forever.

It is hard, is time against us?
Or is it what is forcing us forward to enjoy the little things we do?
What's going on? Is there any time left for us to enjoy the things we've worked so hard for?

What's going on? Does anything make sense?
Why can't we be happy with what we have?
We still have life. While we're breathing we still have time.
Why don't we make the most of life and live for now?


X Dai-Dai.

Numero Uno :) Red, Black, Yellow, White

Hey everyone, this is my first blog ever!
Basically I just want to share thoughts, ideas, events and anything else I think is worth sharing/thinking about.
And as this is my first Blog I thought it would be appropriate to share something I wrote a very long time ago but I think is still relevant today.

It's called 'Red, Black, Yellow, White', I wrote it about 15 years ago and it was published in a local book in Victoria called 'Stories From Home' in 2002 (I think).

RED, BLACK, YELLOW, WHITE

We see mean and cruel things everyday, "oh no but we're only playing"
People are hurt and they are decieved but they all blow away just like leaves.
From where is this pain? From where is this torture?
I just can't bear, I can bear it no longer.

It's in the streets, it's in the alleys, it's in the meadows, it's in the valleys.
From where is this torture, from where is this pain? I hope I never see your face ever again!
You are the lies, you're the deciet. If you are anything, it is not discreet.
You are the problem and I am the cure. You better watch out, am I gonna kill ya?

That is the question, what do you say? Are you gonna live another day?
And go back to hiding and go far away, so the sun can shine but one more day.
But if I see you and you are not dead, you better hope to god and pray instead...
That I am not like you.

I don't hit you and kick you and stab you with stones, and throw out words that can break your bones.
But instead I'm forgiving and loving and caring and everything else nice, loving and sharing.
And offer you a place back home, cause you have no place left to roam.

Cause you've used all the people, you've spat in their faces.
You've stirred up a storm with all of the races.
The Red and the Yellow, the Black and the White.
Everyone seems to join in the fight.

It's cause people like you there are wars and disease and someone else you forgot to tease.

I hope one day they pay you back and force you to live in an old haystack.
To feed off the berries and sleep with the chooks.
That's where you belong. You deserve Not One Look!


Thanks for reading :)
Just a thought...


X Dai-Dai.