In My Chest - Now, Now Every Children

I have it all figured out in my head

You have buried a hole in my chest

You have kept it all in your head instead

But i have made a mark outside of your hand

And i’ll keep my eyes open

But i won’t look out the window

Because i might see things i’ve read about

In a book in my room from then

I have what it takes and i will have the space

And i am packing a suitcase

And i am coming with you the the west coast

But it’s not my home

But they know that i’m good at keeping things

In my chest in my chest