Lana Del Rey: Ride

 I was in the winter of my life

And the men I met along the open road were my only summer

At night I fell asleep with visions

At night I fell asleep with visions of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them

Three years down the line with me on an endless road to where my memories of them were the only thing that sustained me

And my only real happy times

I was a singer

Not a very popular one

I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet

Upon an unfortunate series of events I saw those dreams dashed and divided into a million stars in the night sky, that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken

But I didn’t really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then loosing it to know what true freedom is

When the people I used to know found out about what I had been doing, how id been living, they asked me why

But there is no use talking to people that have a home

They have no idea what its like to seen 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 due north

No fixed personality

Just a hint of indecisiveness that was just as wide and as wavering as the ocean

And if I said I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way id be lying

Because I was going 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 with freedom

Until finally the point to where I couldn’t even talk about it

It pushed me into a nomadic point to madness that both fascinated and dizzied me