Golden Apples (Atalanta)

[Verse 1] Racing with the winds, I did never tire, My footsteps dance like sparks on fire. Born to run, raised to hunt, not rule some dusty throne, my spirit's swift, free and all alone. [Pre-Chorus] They came with promises, gold and fame, Said my heart was just a game. Fools who thought they'd match my stride, Left them lost, left them behind! [Chorus] Golden apples in my way, Try to tempt me, to make me stay. But my freedom’s worth so much, much more, Catch me now—too late, I’m gone! Spin the world beneath my feet, I am speed, I am the beat. No chain of love, no fate to hold, I’m not yours to buy with gold! [Verse 2[ Through the woods, my arrows fly, Echoed cries, the hunt is nigh. Blessed by gods, yet cursed the same, Chained by those who speak my name. [Pre-Chorus] Tried to trick me, slow me down, Thought I'd trade my soul for crowns. But a heart that runs so fast, Tried to trick me, slow me down, Won’t be caught by love, I wont be last! [Chorus] Golden apples in my way, Try to tempt me, to make me stay. But my freedom’s worth so much, much more, Catch me now—too late, I’m gone! Spin the world beneath my feet, I am speed, I am the beat. No chain of love, no fate to hold, I’m not yours to buy with gold! [Bridge] (Run, run) faster now, (Run, run) Catch me if you know how! (Run, run) Falling fruit, a flashing light, (Run, run) But I am gone into the night! [Final Chorus] Golden apples in my way, Fools still think they make me stay. But the huntress makes her call— I was never any of yours after all! [brief pause] Oh no... I might just fall for these apple's siren call