(the child is gone - Fiona Apple)


honey help me out of this mess
i'm a stanger to myself
but don't reach for me, i'm too far away
i don't wanna talk cuz there's nothing left to say

so my darling
give me your absence tonight
take all of your sympathy and leave it outside
cuz there's no kind of loving
that can make this all right
i'm 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'ver a strange inversion
as the darkness turns into the dawn
the child is gone