Eighth Year
Henry Breen
Eighth year
My mind was a black hole
And everyone I knew could see
Everyone I knew could tell
Sucked in
My mind was a spaceship
And everything I had would go
Everything I had would go
Now I'm standing tall
I'm a tree
Now I've landed here
To just be me
Daydream
Of what is out there
Until it seemed to wipe away
Away from all my memories
Wander off beyond the blue walls
Cause I thought I was stuck inside
I thought that there was no escape
Now I'm standing tall
I'm a tree
Now I've landed here
To just be me
Now I'm standing tall
I'm a tree
Now I've landed here
To just be me
