Lana Del Rey - Ride Lyrics and Video




Ride by Lana Del Rey, Music Lyrics and Video

Ride is the first single by American singer-songwriter Lana Del Rey, taken from the re-release of her second album studio album, “Born to Die - The Paradise Edition”, that will be released on November 13th.
The track was produced by Rick Rubin and written by Del Rey and Justin Parker, who collaborated on the “Born To Die” title track and breakout hit “Video Games.”
Anthony Mandler teamed up with Del Rey to produce the video for the song, a 10 minute long short film. It was released online on October 12.

Lana Del Rey - Ride Video

Lana Del Rey - Ride Lyrics

I’ve been out on that open road
You can be my full time, daddy
White and gold
Singing blues has been getting old
You can be my full time, baby
Hot or cold

Don’t break me down
I’ve been travelin’ too long
I’ve been trying too hard
With one pretty song

I hear the birds on the summer breeze, I drive fast
I am alone in the night
Been tryin’ hard not to get into trouble, but I
I’ve got a war in my mind
So, I just ride
Just ride, I just ride, I just ride

Dying young and I’m playing hard
That’s the way my father made his life an art
Drink all day and we talk ’til dark
That’s the way the road doves do it, ride ’til dark.

Don’t leave me now
Don’t say good bye
Don’t turn around
Leave me high and dry

I hear the birds on the summer breeze, I drive fast
I am alone in the night
Been tryin’ hard not to get in trouble, but I
I’ve got a war in my mind
I just ride
Just ride, I just ride, I just ride

I’m tired of feeling like I’m f-ck-n crazy
I’m tired of driving ’till I see stars in my eyes
I look up to hear myself saying,
Baby, too much I strive, I just ride

I hear the birds on the summer breeze, I drive fast
I am alone in the night
Been tryin’ hard not to get in trouble, but I
I’ve got a war in my mind
I just ride
Just ride, I just ride, I just ride

The full text of Lana’s “Ride” narration, heard via a voiceover that flows in and out of the song:

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 my 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 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 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 I had a chameleon soul. No moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality. Just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and 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 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 of your darkest fantasies?
Have you created a life for yourself where you’re free to experience them?
I have.
I am fucking crazy. But I am free.

Song Information

Released September 25, 2012
Genre Baroque pop, indie pop
Length 4:50
Label Interscope, Polydor, Universal Music
Writers Lana Del Rey, Justin Parker


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