I think when it's all over, it just comes back in flashes, you know? It's like a kaleidoscope of memories. It just all comes back. But he never does. I think part of me knew the second I saw him that this would happen. It's not really anything he said or anything he did, It was the feeling that came along with it. And the crazy thing is I don't know if I'm ever gonna feel that way again. But I don't know if I should. I knew his world moved too fast and burned too bright. But I just thought, how can the devil be pulling you toward someone who looks so much like an angel when he smiles at you? Maybe he knew that when he saw me. I guess I just lost my balance. I think that the worst part of it all wasn't losing him. It was losing me. I don't know if you know who you are until you lose who you are.
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 thing 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 now found out what I had been doing, how I had been living- the asked me why. But there's no use in talking to people who have a home, they have no idea what its like to seek safety in other people, for home to be wherever you lie your head. I was always and 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 into a work of art. Live fast. Die young. Be wild, and have fun. I believe in the county America used to be. I believe in the person I want to become. I believe in 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 fucking crazy. But I'm free.
Cette chanson et cette fille me mettent dans une putain de bonne humeur même quand il faut se lever à 6h pendant les vacances! enjoy (even if ça reste disney, purement commercial mais - pardonnez moi l'expression - je kifffffff grave) READY OR NOT??????♥