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Colours of My People (EP)

by NIDALA

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1.
I knew it from the moment i opened my eyes I thought ok it’s gonna be one of those days So i tuck myself deep inside my warm sheets Have endless cups of tea, starting mindlessly ahead It’s one of those days baby, one of those days, it’s been one of those days We're always being told to go out on our own and stand up nice and tall And never miss a call But what if i don’t wanna go I’m great at making plans, and oh i meet demands but some days, somedays i dont wanna go. It’s one of those days baby, one of those days, it’s been one of those days I haven’t slept well in months And no, its not just this once This weight has followed me for years This is not a call for help, I'll be alright please don’t fret I just need to go slow Go slow for a little while So be gentle with me, Please be gentle with me. Cause it’s one of those days baby, one of those days, it’s been one of those days
2.
Maybe you can hold my hand, just a little while so i can rest my tired bones and ease my wandering heart But i need you to hear me, for the meaning I intend not the things you wish i'd said I know you want more from me, but i have spoken how i feel my mind and body love to play with yours, but my soul remains my own Did i say too much, did i say too little now we are stuck somewhere in the middle did i say to much, did i say too little now we are stuck somewhere in the middle i don’t know where i go no i don’t know where i go i don’t know where i go i don’t know where i go from here She asked, where does it hurt, it’s those left ribs right under my shirt Didn’t think it’d be this hard, at least not this part, i think i might be no good at this i dance it all away for now, in this unfamiliar crowd no swiping faces, or first dates stresses the lack of you just ain’t on my mind when the music’s this loud Did i say too much, did i say too little now we are stuck somewhere in the middle did i say to much, did i say too little now we are stuck somewhere in the middle
3.
The colours of my people are churning in my head since my mother write to me with ornate for my hair Black is for my people Yellow if for the sun Red is for the ochre that stains my skin and dances in my lung Or Maybe red is for our passion, and yellow is for the joy in our song, and black is for the dark storm brewing, Injustice be careful here we come Brothers, remember you are kind Sisters, you are powerful, Brothers don’t listen to them you are capable of moving mountains And Sisters don’t shy away your voice is authority Black is for my people Yellow if for the sun Red is for the ochre that stains my skin and dances in my lung Or Maybe red is for our passion, and yellow is for the joy in our song, and black is for the dark storm brewing, Injustice be careful here we come Babala, lyan binmal Walgar, lyan jalnga Babala, ma midjan gnan Walgar, ma wanden Black is for my people Yellow if for the sun Red is for the ochre that stains my skin and dances in my lung Or Maybe red is for our passion, and yellow is for the joy in our song, and black is for the dark storm brewing, Injustice be careful here we come
4.
Body Of Mine 03:18
Body of mine, Temple of my wisdom, Guardian of my heart Shelter to my mind Body of mine, Why is it that sometimes, We don’t feel like one and the same You carry my scars, you don’t forget my sins My past wickedness has marked you My terror have sliced you open, Masochism seeped into your wounds I know i’ve been unfair, I've used you to run away and beaten you when you welcomed me back home Body of mine, Temple of my wisdom, Guardian of my heart Shelter to my mind Body of mine, Why is it that sometimes, We don’t feel like one and the same You are worth a worship, sensually addictive strong hands, backbone, but you are not endless How i wish i wasn’t angry with you How i wish i didn’t feel you weak I hate what i did to you, and i hate you let me see it through But i am trying to make it right Darling flesh, sweet blood and strong bone i didn’t mean to leave you behind The pain got too much My soul wasn’t strong enough, to carry us somewhere lighter together. Gone thirsty too long You've forgotten how to drink. So I will flood your plains, fill your river- wash away the pain. Body of mine, Temple of my wisdom, Guardian of my heart Shelter to my mind Body of mine, Why is it that sometimes, We don’t feel like one and the same You are worth a worship, sensually addictive strong hands, backbone, but you are not endless

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released September 2, 2021

Written by Nidala Barker
Produced by Emily Toner
Mixed by Paul Pilsnenks
Mastered by Paul Blakey
Matthew Collins, lead guitarist
Charity Turner, drums
Nidala Barker, vocalist & guitarist
Scott Finch, bass

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NIDALA Byron Bay, Australia

NIDALA is a singer-songwriter, activist and gardener. Born of the Aboriginal Djugun people of the Kimberley, her music is an anthem for open hearts and raised fists. Driven by her relentless hope in humanity, her work dedicates itself to creating reconciliation; of ourselves with our emotions, of our bodies with our natural environments, and of Indigenous wisdom with innovative ideas. ... more

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