domingo, marzo 14, 2004

The Child is Gone
by Fiona Apple

Darling, give me your absence tonight
take the shade from the canvas and leave me the white
let me sink in the silence that echoes inside
and dont bother leaving the light on
cause i suddenly feel like a diferent person
from the roots of my soul come a gentle coercion
and i ran my hand o er a strange inversion
a vacancy that just did not belong
THE CHILD IS GONE.
Honey, help me out of this mess
im a stranger yo myself
but dont reach for me...im too far away
i dont wanna talk cause theres nothing left to say
So my darling give me your absence tonight
take all of your sympathy and leave it outside
cause theres no kind of loving that can make this alright
im trying to find a place i belong
and i suddenly feel like a different person
from the roots of my soul come a gentle coercion
and i ran my hand o er strange inversion as the darkness turns into the dawn
THE CHILD IS GONE