4bidden fruit

from Not your type by Hera Hjartardottir

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Forbidden fruit

Forbidden fruit, whas what they called you.. from the day,
the day that you were born.
You were an illegal accident.. they tried to hide you,
and Apple was your name.

Golden hair, and blue eyes, you were oh-so pretty..
apple cheeks, you smelled like candy - Apple
You seemed so perfect, so equipped for life..
wished we could have kept you, kept you - in the cradle.

From the day that Apple learned to walk - she walked the wrong way,
with every-single-step, slowly leading her to an early grave.
The day that apple ran away, was the day her mothers eyes turned grey,
her special -little -girl, that everyone had told her she never should have had.

Golden hair, and blue eyes, you were oh-so pretty..
apple cheeks, you smelled like candy - Apple
You seemed so perfect, so equipped for life..
wished we could have kept you, kept you - in the cradle.

She was so perfect, so unsure. Attracted strangers..
we thought this was the way - so we sheltered her from evil.
But now I´m standing, by her grave. They found her lying in a ditch.
They don´t know how she died, but she had a lot of scars on her face.

Golden hair, and blue eyes, you were oh-so pretty..
apple cheeks, you smelled like candy - Apple
You seemed so perfect, so equipped for life...
wished we could have kept you, kept you - in the cradle.

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from Not your type, released January 1, 2002

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