I left, after 8
To board the plane to Montreal
To see what fortune lay ahead
It's true, I was scared
I didn't have two cents to rub together to keep me hydrated and fed
Nobody thought that
I would really do it
They said I talk the talk but never follow through
Now I'm 24 it's been 6 years
And they still think I'll crack at any minute
My bone, too weak and tired
But not enough to stop me seeking out the place where I belong
And it took about 6 days
All I remember were the glowing lights of cirque de soleil
