Fiona Apple

In the 90's I was in-freaking-love with this girl. I mean, really. What could be better than Criminal? Her low, throaty, depressively emotional voice sent me all a-shiver. I found her again while purusing the library's cd choices. They have both of her cd's, and I am in love once again. I have chosen a new song of hers to be obsessed with, though it is still from the first album.

THE CHILD IS GONE
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
cuz I suddenly feel like a different 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 to myself
But dont reach for me, Im too far away
I dont wanna talk cuz theres nothing left to say
So my
Darling, give me your absence tonight
Take all of your sympathy and leave it outside
cuz theres no kind of loving that can make this all right
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 over a strange inversion
As the darkness turns into the dawn
The child is gone
The child is gone