Writings and thoughts from Brad Deifer

Brad Deifer Evo Recordings Raleigh, NC President/Founder

Friday, March 03, 2006

Lady Elysian...for my Aunt

Lady Elysian

~for Betty~

Lady Elysian is sitting in my room
She always takes care of this youngster
She has the heart of gold,
and the soul of a queen.

Lady Elysian is cooking me beans and franks.
She gets me safely on my way
She will get me safely home.
She always gives more than she takes.

Lady Elysian is baking some more delicious treats.
They are luscious “whoopee pies”,
How I love those treats.
She is always helping more than she is helped.

Lady Elysian is seeing the growth
Watching her little boy progress,
Moving out of her protective love.
She always loves unconditionally!

Lady Elysian sees this bird take flight
On to the adult world,
With much bigger fish to fry but
She is always there if needed!

Lady Elysian can’t see me leaving my skin,
She has been accidentally ignored for a short time,
Never told of the appreciation and respect.
She never did expect congratulations!

Lady Elysian is seen as a saint
By a boy she help raises.
She will always be a flower in the mess he created.
She never hears from me anymore!

Lady Elysian is not well,
But always there with love.
Losing many functions now but
Still giving more than she receives!

Lady Elysian is loved so much,
But never really told
Maybe we’ll express one day
What I hope she will always now!

What Happened

What Happened

Sometimes I'am distant
Sometimes I'am not
Sometime it seems that I don't think about you a lot!

Sometimes I'am with you
Sometimes I'am not
Sometimes I give US all that we got!

Sometimes you must hate me.
Sometimes you don't
Sometimes we click, there's sometimes we won't

Sometimes I think
Sometimes I drink
I can tell you you always make me stop and think

I think that you love me
and hope that its true
my irrational feelings are hard to sift through


Sometimes we go out
Sometimes we don't
Maybe we day we can go away again


Sometimes there seems,
to be indifference
But please do not question, the caring is persistent

Sometime I hate you
Somtimes I dont
All the times I find myself

coming back to you........

Kinda of way

So you thought you saw, reacted and felt things differently
Observe, enjoy and concentrate different
Experience, enjoy and hate things different …….?

Not in a good, creative, clean, commercially viable kinda way
Not a Bob Dylan, John Cash, Dylan Thomas Kinda way

More of a “wires crossed”, why the fuck did I just think that kinda way
The “No fucking way did that pop into my head “ kinda way
The, Damn, keep that to yourself, hidden, suppressed kinda way

Oh, but not the Dahmer, Gacy, DC Sniper, kinda way
Not a “Fly planes into buildings or blow yourself up “ kinda way
Not in a sociopoathetic, “ I need to worry about me” kinda way

More like

A way that tells you “Hey Fucker , I am alive kinda way
The living , breathing, original kinda way
The exciting, horny, feeling you don’t know what to do with yourself kinda way
The definitely not normal but much further from unusual kinda way

The way that makes you human
Gods Children
The way that keeps you alive
That next breather
Cause it’s the way thatmakes tomorrow worth waiting for
And keeps a smule on my face

I am looking for that Kinda way !!!!!
I thoughtk you could give me that kinda way !!!!!!!!!!!