This reminds me of my hometown Ronnie's dead but he's home now His daughter's face is like a sunny day Cires sure are funny shapes I busted down yet another door There's nothing left from who I was before In 2018 was my mistake Almost killed myself proving I was great But I'm free without it Wo, yeah, I'm free without it Oh Sit at the bottom of a pool and yell Think about Keegan, think about myself And I'm too much of a genius for a city or town Only stay for a while then spread it around Let me tell you that I'm free without it Wo, yeah, I'm free without it You know those moments where everything just makes sense Everybody's had them Nothing's wrong Virginia Woolf called those 'moments of being' Miss Mundy taught us about that senior year AP Lit And ever since I've reorganized my life around moments of being I've tried to live in such a way that I could experience more of them That's why I spent that time in solitude at the monastery That's why I walked across America That's why I didn't eat I'm not saying it's right But there's one way to live Think about it Just think about it