I find solace knowing one day I'll be away from sardine can apartment spaces, Left the rat race, no longer competing for the prize, I ask myself was I ever really alive? Life is what you make of it, I wish I'd known sooner, I would have built myself a home, And Looking back is useless, I find the practice fruitless, All that matters is the now. Live in the moment, it is golden, it is frozen in time because once you've lived it, it's gone.