Hey, I’m Jasmine, and as you can probably see, this is my band’s website. My band's called 'Ditto', and at the moment, only has one member :(
I’m a singer, and have been for around 6 years now. At the moment, it’s just me and my mike, but I’m hoping to drag in some of my gorgeous mates to help with the instrumental part of things.
My style is quite varied, you’re probably going to see a lot of different songs on this site, so just sit back and enjoy the ride!
We haven’t quite got off the ground yet, but watch this space
Story behind the song
This poem is for anyone who’s lost someone to someone else. To someone who, at the time, couldn’t care less. And got away with it. I lost a good friend 6 years ago, and this is for her.
Lyrics
I went to a party, and I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mum, so I had a sprite instead.
I felt proud of myself, the way you said I would,
That I didn't drink and drive, though some friends said I should.
I made a healthy choice, and your advice to me was right,
The party finally ended, and the kids drove out of sight.
I got into my car, sure to get home in one piece,
I never knew what was coming, Mum, Something I expected least.
Now I'm lying on the pavement, and I hear a policeman say,
“The kid that caused this wreck was drunk”, Mum; his voice seems far away.
My own blood's all around me, as I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say, “This girl is going to die”.
I'm sure the guy had no idea, while he was flying high,
Because he chose to drink and drive, now I would have to die.
So why do people do it, Mum knowing that it ruins lives?
But now the pain is cutting me, like a hundred stabbing knives.
Tell sister not to be afraid,
Tell daddy to be brave, and when I go to heaven, put “Daddy's Girl" on my grave. Someone should have taught him that it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had, I would be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mum
I'm getting really scared. These are my final moments here, and I’m so unprepared.
I wish that you could hold me Mum, as I lie here and cry.
I wish that I could say, "I love you, Mum!"
So I love you and good-bye.
