Ride Monologue

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
I 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 that 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 I didn’t plan for it
To turn out this way I’d be lying

Because I was born to be the other woman
Who 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 it
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
Of your darkest fantasies?
Have you created a life for yourself
Where you can experience them?

I have i am fucking crazy
But I am free