Analysis of BEEN

I have been standing on this ocean for so many years, never going anywhere and not giving a single care. I have this half-broken body. I got this life of many lives as a token. Still, most importantly, I made my peace, so this story I no longer need to sell, and my soul I get to keep, so no longer do I need to lose any sleep because damn lady karma is bitch, but now I have father time on my side to ease my trouble mind.

I continue to travel this uncharted highway, staying in the middle because the lights are bright, and I'm riding on the tales of a dead man's casket. So many times and rhymes, I wanted life but was given death until the moment I played pretend and the universe gave me another breath.

Let me walk down by this riverside. I need to release these secrets of my sweet mind. Even though it is a dangerous place to be, it has been a moment since I have been set free. I want to dream a million dreams, but truth be told, reality is stopping me.

What has been is all that was the stations in my mind are a mixture of test patterns and fuzz. I have been set free from this mental slavery and that is my new been