Ride Monologue (Lana Del Rey)

  • Decayed
    12 years ago

    I was in the winter of my life- and the men I met along the road were my only summer. At night I fell asleep with visions of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three years down the line of being on an endless world tour, and memories of them were the only things that sustained me and my only real happy times.

    I was a singer, not a very popular one, who once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again- sparkling and broken. But I really didn't mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it to know what true freedom is.

    When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I had been living- they asked me why. But there's no use in talking to people who have a home; they have no idea what it's like to seek safety in other people, for home to be wherever you lie your head.

    I was always an unusual girl, my mother told me that I had a chameleon soul; no moral compass pointing me due north, no fixed personality. Just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide as wavering as the ocean. And if I said that I didn't plan for it to turn out this way I'd be lying- because I was born to be the other woman. I belonged to no one- who belonged to everyone, who had nothing- who wanted everything with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn't even talk about- and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.

    Every night I used to pray that I'd find my people- and finally I did- on the open road. We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore- except to make our lives into a work of art.

    LIVE FAST. DIE YOUNG. BE WILD. AND HAVE FUN.

    I believe in the country America used to be. I believe in the person I want to become, I believe in the freedom of the open road. And my motto is the same as ever- *I believe in the kindness of strangers. And when I'm at war with myself- I Ride. I Just Ride.*

    Who are you? Are you in touch with all your darkest fantasies?
    Have you created a life for yourself where you're free to experience them?

    I Have.
    I Am F****ng Crazy. But I Am Free.

    ---------- Here is the videoclip, I'm addicted to this... something in there magnetized me:

    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Py_-3di1yx0

  • Yakari Gabriel
    12 years ago

    I wish i was as courageous as her.... Omg

  • Decayed
    12 years ago

    You are!!!... lyrics-wise :)

  • Yakari Gabriel
    12 years ago

    Not reallly...

    but I see so much of myself in all that she said.. specially

    the part where she talks about how it makes no sense to talk to people who have a home..

    so on point.

  • Decayed
    12 years ago

    ... that part sends me shivers.. especially with the deep voice...

    god, what a unique singer she is!!

  • Yakari Gabriel
    12 years ago

    She's falls like in the amy winehouse type of singers

    her stage presence is not so good, she just looks uncomfortable...

  • Decayed
    12 years ago

    True! she's shy... I guess with time, she'll get used to it.

    there is only one perfect live performance of her
    'Without You'

    the rest are weiiirdd xP