.....

no point in trying to find me again
im not the woman that was then
the phase when i threw haste caution to the wind
and realized too late what a mess i made

and i tried to assimilate
its a lie and a truth at the same time
i find after all this time
ive been damned to live
outside the world that i was born in

i uncovered the streets i hide
i recovered the mind that had died
i discovered the life that i tried to live
and forgive in apricot time

no point in saying she's an arab girl
as if that's all there is to claim about her
if you look closely you'll see a transparent film
designed to hide and exercise her shame

and i tried to differentiate
and your lies between the good and the bad things
its hard when youre lost in space
across golf, misplaced love and hate...

apricot time, layla kalif