At first I was disappointed because I wanted the title track to be the opening but the ending of Text Book actually makes more sense. It sounds like an orchestra practicing for their concert.
I just finished listening to the whole album and all the songs are beautiful, both in lyrics and sounds, and her voice is the best part, it makes me sad that after this we won't know when she will release music again but I am happy with this art that leaves us, I love you lana and thank you very much for your music
She doesn't deserve a Grammy, or any prize or an award. She deserves the world. She deserves all the good things that are coming and will keep going to her. She's an angel on earth, but at the same time she's so human as us to make mistakes and learn from them. She lights people with her words and her melodies. I'm so proud of Lana on this album and as a fan, I really enjoy the perfect mix she's giving us of good music and words full of beauty and knowledge. ♡♡
Exactly, and other fandoms, they believe that because they are successful in their music, they deserve a grammy, and according to them, they think and say that they make art. Lana del Rey makes art. I'm upset too.
my dad who passed away also had a thunderbird when he was young. the first time I heard this song I immediately lost it. it's really wonderful how powerful music can be. never felt so connected to a song before
Sorry for your loss dear .. can't even imagine that feeling after hearing this song the first time .. Lana songs do that to me almost every time somehow it's like she's able to connect with so many people that way .. it's awesome .. Lana's my hands down absolute favorite artist ! She's beyond amazing and no other artist comes even close to what Lana's level is 💜💜💜💜
My dad passed away too and in his will he left his thrunderbird to me. This song ripped me open. Sending you so much love. It’s otherworldly pain to lose those you love but when it’s a baby girls father? whew. Hugging you.
"Text Book" I guess you could call it textbook I was lookin' for the father I wanted back And I thought I found it in Brentwood It seemed only appropriate you'd easily have my back And then there was the issue of her I didn't even like myself, or love the life I had And there you were with shining stars Standin' blue with open arms You touched the detriment most of the friends I knew already had You've got a Thunderbird, my daddy had one, too Let's rewrite history, I'll do this dance with you You know I'm not that girl, you know I'll never be Maybe just the way we're different could set me free And there we were, screamin' "Black Lives Matter" in the crowd By the Old Man River, and I saw you saw who I am God, I wish I was with my father He could see us in all our splendor All the things I couldn't want for him I screamed for them, oh-oh-oh I screamed for them, ah-ah Could we do this dance again? Do you think if I go blonde, we could get our old love back? I guess this is really the end I never felt jealous before this year, but I'm jealous now People say we're too much alike But maybe, finally, that'll make it right In the end of all these sleepless nights Other men I met felt right Would smile at you and stick a knife In your back Finally, I met you so I'm not wonderin' why You've got a Thunderbird, my daddy had one, too Let's rewrite history, I'll do this dance with you You know I'm not that girl, you know I'll never be Maybe just the way we're different could set me free There we were, screamin' "Black Lives Matter" in the crowd By the Old Man River, and I saw you saw who I am God, I wish I was with my father He could see us in all our splendor All the things I couldn't want for him I screamed for them, oh-oh-oh I screamed for them, ah-ah Old Man River keeps rollin' With or without him Old Man River keeps rollin' Without him, oh, my old man Old Man River keeps rollin', oh
Reminds me of my father he passed few years ago on Halloween ... I just feel the weight of that right now and this song by Lana just brings old emotions ...
This along with BBS is my favourite, but then again Dealer and Thunder omg, and cherry blossom, OMG AND ARCADIA?! this is insane. This is my favourite album :'(
Such a personal, heartbreaking, vulnerable song that she wrote. For me, this song is all about daddy issues and how it breaks you, and how you can search for your dad in future relationships to remake the bad relationship that you had with your dad. It's personal but somehow universal,
AOTY! I've been your fan since 2012 and you keep bringing it every. time. I love seeing you grow and evolve. I pray that you live peaceful days with the people you love, and never stop making poetry, music and giving us your art. Thank you for just being you. I know it's been hard lately but know that I'm here for you, we're here for you and you are this beacon in a dark night. Love you lots like polka-dots
No sé cómo lo hace ni cómo explicarlo... Estoy en el peor momento de mi vida y su música hace más cálida esta tristeza, hace que se sienta bien estar triste si eso tiene sentido, es como el complemento perfecto para el dolor.
Siempre sentí eso con la música de Lana. Es como si me hiciera sentir cómoda con mi depresión. Ya vendrán tiempos mejores, mientras tanto disfrutemos de esta joyita 🎧
❗Lyrics❗ [Verse 1] I guess you could call it textbook I was lookin' for the father I wanted back And I thought I found it in Brentwood It seemed only appropriate you'd easily have my back [Pre-Chorus] And then there was the issue of her I didn't even like myself, or love the life I had And there you were with shining stars Standin' blue with open arms You touched the detriment most of the friends I knew already had [Chorus] You've got a Thunderbird, my daddy had one, too Let's rewrite history, I'll do this dance with you You know I'm not that girl, you know I'll never be Maybe just the way we're different could set me free And there we were, screamin' "Black Lives Matter" in the crowd By the Old Man River, and I saw you saw who I am God, I wish I was with my father He could see us in all our splendor All the things I couldn't want for him I screamed for them, oh-oh-oh I screamed for them, ah-ah [Verse 2] Could we do this dance again? Do you think if I go blonde, we could get our old love back? I guess this is really the end I never felt jealous before this year, but I'm jealous now [Pre-Chorus] People say we're too much alike But maybe, finally, that'll make it right In the end of all these sleepless nights Other men I met felt right Would smile at you and stick a knife In your back Finally, I met you so I'm not wonderin' why [Chorus] You've got a Thunderbird, my daddy had one, too Let's rewrite history, I'll do this dance with you You know I'm not that girl, you know I'll never be Maybe just the way we're different could set me free There we were, screamin' "Black Lives Matter" in the crowd By the Old Man River, and I saw you saw who I am God, I wish I was with my father He could see us in all our splendor All the things I couldn't want for him I screamed for them, oh-oh-oh I screamed for them, ah-ah [Outro] Old Man River keeps rollin' With or without him Old Man River keeps rollin' Without him, oh, my old man Old Man River keeps rollin', oh
Life is a lot less lonely when I hear how Sinatra (similar, thought I’d leave this cute typo) our life stories and relationships have been. I’m going to sit at Coney Island Beach and listen while I watch the water. Thank you for sharing your gift with us. Great record
I can't believe it was all the way back in May that I listened to this song for the first time with my brother , vibing in the drive-through, blown away by how its rhythmic pre-chorus falls away into the floating chorus. One of the most memorable songs of the year and one of my all time favorites!
*I have a hunch people who love Lana's music and writing might like this... So here is my story of today, a day in early september, to this song:* This afternoon I was lying at one of my favourite spots in the city: next to the river, under some planted trees that have already grown quite large and mature and at the edge of a parkscaped, somewhat elevated grassfield that provides a spacious escape and relief from the busy and occupied city center and surrounding neighbourhoods that it lies inbetween. Not an unimportant reasons to why it is one of my favourite places to hang out in town is because it is such a quietening and soul calming yet still lively place with enough green, the chill trees as a natural and serene ceiling to provide just enough protection for mind, soul and body and the bold, strong river ever following its way nearby while at the same time right next to those trees where I lay, chill and calm myself under there is actually a nice and authentically urban skate park that fits in perfectly with the environment and is much used and has life about it by means of the many skater boys and some skater girls who regularly cultivate and manifest their heart- and body-felt, sportive-chill lifestyle there. They breathe the atmosphere they bring to life there themselves♡ I've never have felt nor had the passion, talent or even just desire to really ever become a skaterboy myself but I always have felt a sincere passion, affection and pull towards dreamy or at least chill skater boys as they have been my dream of simple but for me most meaningful ideals of youth, life and desire ever since I can remember. I'd happily let anyone step into a bmw to be driven away towards the lap of luxury by a rich and succesful, entrepreneuring man when I can have my pretty (handsome) and sensitive-tough skaterboi with his rugged, worn-out skateboar in his hand, dangling next to his nonchalantly saggy-baggy, lose-fitting pants or on his bmx, leaning on, of and over it while he is standing, waiting at a short distance in front of me and still _somewhat_ seated on the saddle of the bike. One who also wants to be with me to simply chill, hang out and explore the easy-going pleasures of further urban landscapes, parks and such as we go about without much ado, exploring and chilling in the world together. So as I was chilling there (so far a lifetime by myself still) this afternoon there were a couple kids using the skatepark aswell, mostly just bmx-ers today actually. One stylish but casual as always young guy faultered somewhat in front of me and there he sat down to just chill and listen to his own music or something. At this point I started to observe him and the other skaterboys more as I had before done so more. It is very inspiring to me to appreciate and love their authentic beauty and the beauty of their simple, relaxed and authentic lifestyle, along with their wonderful talents and skills from a short distance like that. Even just the posture and body language of the guy sitting there was beautiful to me. I loved him like that as do I love many or even most of those skaterboys, all with their own unique, personal and particular expressions in the style fitting that lifestyle. The other day I had had a minor conflict via facebookchat again with the young guy, who still looks like a boy often, who I fell deeply, passionately, soulfully and star-gazingly in love with quite some years ago. He has a style and lifestyle that has an exuberance and even vibes that are rather close to those of your typical skater boy only he isn't so himself. The night I first met him and introduced myself to him he told me already he was a dancer and a drummer and even that he already had been the champion of hip-hop dancing in our country. We danced the night away somehow and such: instant connection. Only he has never felt the courage, will or space to explore returning my love that I later confessed to him some times over even. He chose and continues to chose the life of a straight, cool and tough squater, stoner, free-party thrower, soundsystem loving and contrarian dealer with no time apparantly to spend a few months swerving from that chaotic path. Each time again I've seen the him I know (my secret soul-mate) and the many versions of him that he and others may know that appear to come and go as masks and façades that are entirely and quickly a second nature and I've always wondered and anxiously questioned wether the him that I know that is so dear to me may ever win, thrive and get utmost priority for even just a few months or so. So we were chatting and I got romantic and passionate in expressing myself as it was storming outside. Short of a year ago he had already told me finally it was about time for me according to him to let that being in love go and to try to get over it even though that is hard. And months ago we had last seen and spoken and things got somewhat clarified but nothing fixed. I took my space and time in order to be able to deal with it all. And now, once again, I had annoyed him and made him feel stressed and on edge with my truthfulness and expressing myself and got a few blunt and incensitive remarks about being too wordy and vague. All very painful. But I spoke with a friend and took pride quickly again in picking up my life and own lifestyle in my own way again, nothing to prove this time. So, as I had been looking at this beautiful skaterboy this inspiringly beautiful skaterboy sitting and hanging there at the edge of the skating ground I had selected this song to play as I was going to let the album play for a while actually and was about getting my stuff together to leave when suddenly my own text that sound like song lyrics spontaniously and unrelated to the song came to mind: _Master of identity... and persona to._ _Can you ever authentically be_ _if you're never all that's true?_ _...and shrugging away from blue._ I took out my phone to immediately note it down and not lose it and suddenly thought to myself that I should go over to the guy, greet him in a chill and casual way and ask him laid-back but also very sincerely and as I am and felt if he would hear that little piece I just wrote and tell me what he think of it. I have always felt too anxious to be perceived as _too different_ and a missfit at best to go up to them skaterboys, have a chat with them in a way that is authentic to me and be vulnerable in going for the dream-image that is actually often tangibly in life right before my eyes to be found and finally be ultimately vulnerable like that: to see if a connection can be formed from where I could perhaps even persue one guy I would vibe the most with for this or that as a start. Because my very easy-going but also to me in their simplicity greatest and most fulfilling, wonderful and desirable ideals and dreams are at stake here the innate fear of failure tends to be immense and overwhelming. I've also in my past experienced much ridiculing and bullying about what would be deemed unrealistic and ridiculous wants and desires so I've been keeping this place and what it means to me to and for myself aswell, out of necessity to not feel shamed and disheartened once again. I've been biding my time to truly connect with myself there and with what I feel in my inner world and to the external world there so close that I desire in some ways to finally truly connect with. It's a tough balance between expressing the parts of identity from such sub-culture that I also feel in me but wasn't much seen or recognized in my life, presenting myself authentically and vulnerable to feel that it is a meaningful endeavour as I continue to stay true to myself in doing it and keeping enough for myself innitially as to not unneccarily embarass myself when it matters most to me. Because sudden homophilia and homeroticism being accepted and instantly welcomed in such a sub-culture, especially amongst guys?... seems unlikely, right? When I looked up again from my phone, having written it, I had truly thought and pretty much decided at that point to approach the guy and strike up that conversation. But chance had it that he had already gotten up to go about riding and tricking through the skatepark! Ofcourse... that's what a skater does after all. What do you think of that? It was a little moment of inner bravery that could not yet find the right timing and right external circumstances to become outwardly. I do really want to start sharing my poetry, dreams and romanticism with such guys who are most beautiful and inspiring to me... just as something beween us that simply and easily can be. Nothing complicated, just beauty and joy. I hope that bohemian braveheart who guards a great and beautiful truth (of my pure love-passion and inspiration) in me can refind and regain the courage and be given the right opportunities to go and express to and connect with those beautiful guys floating, chilling and grounding out there for what it is beckoning me to innitiate and go an do. I will keep going to that place, or another place and another that connects me with who I am and what I feel most truthfully inside in what I love, admire and desire most truly out there. This is some music to watch boys to.
I guess men in their fifties get lonely and sentimental... in the middle of the night, when I can't sleep I call your voice, in the middle of my life when the burden is too heavy, when the moment deserves an angel... Much love from a Frenchman 🇫🇷
*Livro Didático* Acho que você poderia chamar isso de livro didático Eu estava procurando o pai que eu queria de volta E pensei ter encontrado em Brentwood Parecia muito apropriado que você facilmente me protegesse E então, houve a questão dela Eu nem gostava de mim mesma ou amava a vida que eu tinha E lá estava você, com estrelas brilhantes De pé, frágil, com os braços abertos Você tocou no prejuízo Que a maioria dos amigos que eu conhecia já tinham tocado Você tem um carro Thunderbird, meu pai tinha um também Vamos reescrever a história, vou fazer essa dança com você Você sabe que eu não sou aquela garota, você sabe que nunca serei Talvez apenas o jeito como nós somos diferentes possa me libertar E lá estávamos nós, gritando Vidas Negras Importam no meio da multidão Perto do rio Mississippi, e eu vi que você viu quem eu sou Deus, eu gostaria de estar com o meu pai Ele poderia nos ver em todo o nosso esplendor Todas as coisas que eu não poderia desejar para ele Eu gritei por eles, oh, oh, oh E gritei por eles, ah Poderíamos fazer essa dança de novo? Você acha que se eu ficar loira Nós poderíamos ter o nosso antigo amor de volta? Acho que este é realmente o fim Nunca senti ciúmes antes deste ano Mas estou com ciúmes agora As pessoas dizem que estamos muito vivos Mas talvez, finalmente, isso fará tudo ficar bem No final de todas essas noites sem dormir Outros homens que conheci pareciam certos Sorririam para você e enfiariam uma faca Nas suas costas Finalmente, eu te conheci, então não estou me perguntando por quê Você tem um carro Thunderbird, meu pai tinha um também Vamos reescrever a história, vou fazer essa dança com você Você sabe que eu não sou aquela garota, você sabe que nunca serei Talvez apenas o jeito como nós somos diferentes possa me libertar E lá estávamos nós, gritando Vidas Negras Importam no meio da multidão Perto do rio Mississippi, e eu vi que você viu quem eu sou Deus, eu gostaria de estar com o meu pai Ele poderia nos ver em todo o nosso esplendor Todas as coisas que eu não poderia desejar para ele Eu gritei por eles, oh, oh, oh E gritei por eles, ah Old Man River continua tocando Com ou sem ele Old Man River continua tocando Sem ele, ah, meu velho Old Man River continua tocando, oh
i just cant stop listening to her music! it’s so calming yet so beautiful, personally i feel like she is such an underrated artist and has THE BEST music, and not one song disappoints! 🩷❤️
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Her collection of masterpieces is getting larger along with time
@@haribebas1095 youtube i am begging you they are everywhere
Well that is how time works…💀
wouldn’t expect anything less
set french restaurant free from the shackles and i will be happy
God bless
Yeah... this one " Text Book" is really good
Lana always makes me feel less alone with her lyrics, such a poet.
me too
Same
x2
This song has such a bittersweet energy
The fact that the whole album starts with the lyric: I guess you could call it Text Book 😍
YEP, she didn't veil her intentions with it at all. and I love that she let the album speak for itself too.
She is a f*cking icon. My favorite artist of all time, hands down. I was counting down the days for the “Blue Banisters” release. So happy!! 😭❤️
i fell in love with the album
i fell in love with all lana's albums ngl
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oh me too
@@ayaluqman didn’t everyone
Everything feels so warm and comforting. Thank you queen.
couldn't imagine a better opener for blue banisters
i'm crying T_T
yes this is too good
i could
At first I was disappointed because I wanted the title track to be the opening but the ending of Text Book actually makes more sense. It sounds like an orchestra practicing for their concert.
Same
I just finished listening to the whole album and all the songs are beautiful, both in lyrics and sounds, and her voice is the best part, it makes me sad that after this we won't know when she will release music again but I am happy with this art that leaves us, I love you lana and thank you very much for your music
She released two albums last year.
She's amazing! And she will be back...
"I think I'm too cool to know ya."
"People say we are too much alike."
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"Maybe just the way we're different could set me free" I felt that to a whole new level💙
she is the only artist that can make this kind of art.
Thank u Lana for serving again.
She doesn't deserve a Grammy, or any prize or an award. She deserves the world. She deserves all the good things that are coming and will keep going to her. She's an angel on earth, but at the same time she's so human as us to make mistakes and learn from them. She lights people with her words and her melodies. I'm so proud of Lana on this album and as a fan, I really enjoy the perfect mix she's giving us of good music and words full of beauty and knowledge. ♡♡
Agree
Awards are for poseurs, lizzy is a true artist
@@Hgcfdghjjvvcaward shows are for poseurs😠
Обожаю её, её голос, настолько мелодичный,просто утопаю.....
Exactly, and other fandoms, they believe that because they are successful in their music, they deserve a grammy, and according to them, they think and say that they make art.
Lana del Rey makes art.
I'm upset too.
my dad who passed away also had a thunderbird when he was young. the first time I heard this song I immediately lost it. it's really wonderful how powerful music can be. never felt so connected to a song before
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Sorry for your loss dear .. can't even imagine that feeling after hearing this song the first time .. Lana songs do that to me almost every time somehow it's like she's able to connect with so many people that way .. it's awesome .. Lana's my hands down absolute favorite artist ! She's beyond amazing and no other artist comes even close to what Lana's level is 💜💜💜💜
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My dad passed away too and in his will he left his thrunderbird to me. This song ripped me open. Sending you so much love. It’s otherworldly pain to lose those you love but when it’s a baby girls father? whew. Hugging you.
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the ending gives me goosebumps all over...what a masterpiece.
"Text Book"
I guess you could call it textbook
I was lookin' for the father I wanted back
And I thought I found it in Brentwood
It seemed only appropriate you'd easily have my back
And then there was the issue of her
I didn't even like myself, or love the life I had
And there you were with shining stars
Standin' blue with open arms
You touched the detriment most of the friends I knew already had
You've got a Thunderbird, my daddy had one, too
Let's rewrite history, I'll do this dance with you
You know I'm not that girl, you know I'll never be
Maybe just the way we're different could set me free
And there we were, screamin' "Black Lives Matter" in the crowd
By the Old Man River, and I saw you saw who I am
God, I wish I was with my father
He could see us in all our splendor
All the things I couldn't want for him
I screamed for them, oh-oh-oh
I screamed for them, ah-ah
Could we do this dance again?
Do you think if I go blonde, we could get our old love back?
I guess this is really the end
I never felt jealous before this year, but I'm jealous now
People say we're too much alike
But maybe, finally, that'll make it right
In the end of all these sleepless nights
Other men I met felt right
Would smile at you and stick a knife
In your back
Finally, I met you so I'm not wonderin' why
You've got a Thunderbird, my daddy had one, too
Let's rewrite history, I'll do this dance with you
You know I'm not that girl, you know I'll never be
Maybe just the way we're different could set me free
There we were, screamin' "Black Lives Matter" in the crowd
By the Old Man River, and I saw you saw who I am
God, I wish I was with my father
He could see us in all our splendor
All the things I couldn't want for him
I screamed for them, oh-oh-oh
I screamed for them, ah-ah
Old Man River keeps rollin'
With or without him
Old Man River keeps rollin'
Without him, oh, my old man
Old Man River keeps rollin', oh
Thanks😍💋
thx
This song is 5 mins and feels like 2 wtf that's how good it is
Thank you. Kidding, I'm Count Olaf, I don't thank people.
BLM IS NOTHING BUT A JOKE
omg this album😭😭😭
2 albums in one yearr thanks Queen
I think i saw u on Ajay's video (in the comments)
One of the best songs in the album.
the best*
my fav🤍
I'll always remember the year of 2012 when I found out Lana and start loving her, thank u 💓
I love this, I'm crying Lana, I love you much.
This is one of my favourites. The chorus is heavenly.
Knowing Lana, and trying to understand her by these songs, it’s been the best journey ever. And I’m not leaving, either.
She's a living legend
Wow so many good songs from our Queen!
@@haribebas1095 stop wtf
She's the most precious,her songs,her energy,her EVERYTHING is perfect.
This album is so fresh
fresh out of fucks forever haha
@@corinnaconrad3221 lol
a truly masterpiece. it's touching my soul every time i hear these lyrics and beautiful voice. thank u lana. love u
This is like there are 3 songs within the song.. such a masterpiece.
Love you dear Lana 💓 your music transcends
i lost my father in may this year. this song makes me feel closer to him. i miss him but i would like to believe he is happier wherever he is.
sorry for your loss 🤍
i'm sorry. I lost mine in July. life's just hell now, but this song somehow helps.
Reminds me of my father he passed few years ago on Halloween ... I just feel the weight of that right now and this song by Lana just brings old emotions ...
I am sending you a massive hug. I am yet to experience that and I know it will be so very painful. XXX
I lost my mom at a young age. Loosing a parent is hard and you never quite heal. I’m sorry for your loss and your not alone in this. 🩵
This and Thunder are probably the best two songs on this album
This along with BBS is my favourite, but then again Dealer and Thunder omg, and cherry blossom, OMG AND ARCADIA?! this is insane. This is my favourite album :'(
this era is just breathtaking ♡
A blue story told gracefully and with sass - what else was I expecting ?.
Such a personal, heartbreaking, vulnerable song that she wrote. For me, this song is all about daddy issues and how it breaks you, and how you can search for your dad in future relationships to remake the bad relationship that you had with your dad. It's personal but somehow universal,
Lana’s music has always made me feel alive and always will. Has something in it that makes me feel free.❤️
Lana , you did not lost it girl. Xxx keep your head up
You're the best Lana😍🥺
wake up to this goddess's new album? best thing of the week.
Thank you for making this beautiful album
Um dia quero conhecer vc Lana cantora excepcional maravilhosa Deus ilumine seu trabalho 🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼 ❤️❤️❤️🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷
queremos😭
Calma aí, moderna gesso
@@ketieskydowsq5739 mas não é o que todos nós queremos? Kkkkk ❤
@@ketieskydowsq5739 oxi ketie
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AOTY! I've been your fan since 2012 and you keep bringing it every. time. I love seeing you grow and evolve. I pray that you live peaceful days with the people you love, and never stop making poetry, music and giving us your art. Thank you for just being you. I know it's been hard lately but know that I'm here for you, we're here for you and you are this beacon in a dark night. Love you lots like polka-dots
my ears have been blessed
This album is perfection. Production is for once, R E L A T A B L E
OMG the final part of this song it's just beautiful
Great vibe to this song! I love you, Lana!
Lana is literally underrated 😟🔥
Just finished listening to all the songs. I think this has just become my comfort album. Something I never knew I needed 🥺❤️
Her angelic voice😭❤️❤️❤️.
Isso é LANA...
Olha esse refrão véi 😍😢
laninha nunca erra
A cada música publicada dá para ver que o novo álbum está excelente! 👏🙃 Lana é demais! 👏👏😌🎶💖
sim! ela é!
ela é a maioral
absolutley one of her bestest 💖 my BB's favourite
This song still blows my mind
Wow that’s an amusing song!! Your voice is everything Lana! We love u 😍
What a masterpiece of an album! Lana, I love you.
No sé cómo lo hace ni cómo explicarlo... Estoy en el peor momento de mi vida y su música hace más cálida esta tristeza, hace que se sienta bien estar triste si eso tiene sentido, es como el complemento perfecto para el dolor.
Siempre sentí eso con la música de Lana. Es como si me hiciera sentir cómoda con mi depresión. Ya vendrán tiempos mejores, mientras tanto disfrutemos de esta joyita 🎧
Te amo Jacob:(.
Daniell Ruiiz I understand you, Lana's music working for good when I'm sad, is blessed.
I love how the tempo changes in this song. Amazing.
I'm obsessed with this one
OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SLAPPING US WITH A BEAUTIFUL ALBUM
i luv this song
❗Lyrics❗
[Verse 1]
I guess you could call it textbook
I was lookin' for the father I wanted back
And I thought I found it in Brentwood
It seemed only appropriate you'd easily have my back
[Pre-Chorus]
And then there was the issue of her
I didn't even like myself, or love the life I had
And there you were with shining stars
Standin' blue with open arms
You touched the detriment most of the friends I knew already had
[Chorus]
You've got a Thunderbird, my daddy had one, too
Let's rewrite history, I'll do this dance with you
You know I'm not that girl, you know I'll never be
Maybe just the way we're different could set me free
And there we were, screamin' "Black Lives Matter" in the crowd
By the Old Man River, and I saw you saw who I am
God, I wish I was with my father
He could see us in all our splendor
All the things I couldn't want for him
I screamed for them, oh-oh-oh
I screamed for them, ah-ah
[Verse 2]
Could we do this dance again?
Do you think if I go blonde, we could get our old love back?
I guess this is really the end
I never felt jealous before this year, but I'm jealous now
[Pre-Chorus]
People say we're too much alike
But maybe, finally, that'll make it right
In the end of all these sleepless nights
Other men I met felt right
Would smile at you and stick a knife
In your back
Finally, I met you so I'm not wonderin' why
[Chorus]
You've got a Thunderbird, my daddy had one, too
Let's rewrite history, I'll do this dance with you
You know I'm not that girl, you know I'll never be
Maybe just the way we're different could set me free
There we were, screamin' "Black Lives Matter" in the crowd
By the Old Man River, and I saw you saw who I am
God, I wish I was with my father
He could see us in all our splendor
All the things I couldn't want for him
I screamed for them, oh-oh-oh
I screamed for them, ah-ah
[Outro]
Old Man River keeps rollin'
With or without him
Old Man River keeps rollin'
Without him, oh, my old man
Old Man River keeps rollin', oh
Como essa mulher não tem um Grammy? Lana vc é simplesmente PERFEITA.
Omg i love this song💜💜💜💜😭
EU TE AMO, LANAAAAAAAAAA 💚💚💚💚💚💚💚💚
Lana came again like a warm blanket ,to my cold ass life.
the album is perfect ❤️
Life is a lot less lonely when I hear how Sinatra (similar, thought I’d leave this cute typo) our life stories and relationships have been. I’m going to sit at Coney Island Beach and listen while I watch the water. Thank you for sharing your gift with us. Great record
I love this song so much
I can't believe it was all the way back in May that I listened to this song for the first time with my brother , vibing in the drive-through, blown away by how its rhythmic pre-chorus falls away into the floating chorus. One of the most memorable songs of the year and one of my all time favorites!
Every song Lana makes is Devine
I love the lyrics , the best opener for blue banisters.
The beginning of this song has an ultraviolence vibe except she’s talking about her actual father and not her sugar daddy.
HELP
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and I- 😅😅
BAHAHA YES
HELP ABDJFJF
i luv u so much lana♡
I love dancing to Lana’s music!
My god this is so good 😭.
Such a beautiful song
my queen 💫
Her voice calms me down
This albums a masterpiece
She gives us thrills, goddess Lana♥️
I adore this album ♥️
The definition of perfection
Спасибо! Люблю эту певицу, слушаю всегда)🌷♥️
😮❤️
Посылаю лучи добра!
The cover is lit 🔥
*I have a hunch people who love Lana's music and writing might like this... So here is my story of today, a day in early september, to this song:*
This afternoon I was lying at one of my favourite spots in the city: next to the river, under some planted trees that have already grown quite large and mature and at the edge of a parkscaped, somewhat elevated grassfield that provides a spacious escape and relief from the busy and occupied city center and surrounding neighbourhoods that it lies inbetween. Not an unimportant reasons to why it is one of my favourite places to hang out in town is because it is such a quietening and soul calming yet still lively place with enough green, the chill trees as a natural and serene ceiling to provide just enough protection for mind, soul and body and the bold, strong river ever following its way nearby while at the same time right next to those trees where I lay, chill and calm myself under there is actually a nice and authentically urban skate park that fits in perfectly with the environment and is much used and has life about it by means of the many skater boys and some skater girls who regularly cultivate and manifest their heart- and body-felt, sportive-chill lifestyle there. They breathe the atmosphere they bring to life there themselves♡
I've never have felt nor had the passion, talent or even just desire to really ever become a skaterboy myself but I always have felt a sincere passion, affection and pull towards dreamy or at least chill skater boys as they have been my dream of simple but for me most meaningful ideals of youth, life and desire ever since I can remember. I'd happily let anyone step into a bmw to be driven away towards the lap of luxury by a rich and succesful, entrepreneuring man when I can have my pretty (handsome) and sensitive-tough skaterboi with his rugged, worn-out skateboar in his hand, dangling next to his nonchalantly saggy-baggy, lose-fitting pants or on his bmx, leaning on, of and over it while he is standing, waiting at a short distance in front of me and still _somewhat_ seated on the saddle of the bike. One who also wants to be with me to simply chill, hang out and explore the easy-going pleasures of further urban landscapes, parks and such as we go about without much ado, exploring and chilling in the world together.
So as I was chilling there (so far a lifetime by myself still) this afternoon there were a couple kids using the skatepark aswell, mostly just bmx-ers today actually. One stylish but casual as always young guy faultered somewhat in front of me and there he sat down to just chill and listen to his own music or something. At this point I started to observe him and the other skaterboys more as I had before done so more. It is very inspiring to me to appreciate and love their authentic beauty and the beauty of their simple, relaxed and authentic lifestyle, along with their wonderful talents and skills from a short distance like that. Even just the posture and body language of the guy sitting there was beautiful to me. I loved him like that as do I love many or even most of those skaterboys, all with their own unique, personal and particular expressions in the style fitting that lifestyle.
The other day I had had a minor conflict via facebookchat again with the young guy, who still looks like a boy often, who I fell deeply, passionately, soulfully and star-gazingly in love with quite some years ago. He has a style and lifestyle that has an exuberance and even vibes that are rather close to those of your typical skater boy only he isn't so himself. The night I first met him and introduced myself to him he told me already he was a dancer and a drummer and even that he already had been the champion of hip-hop dancing in our country. We danced the night away somehow and such: instant connection. Only he has never felt the courage, will or space to explore returning my love that I later confessed to him some times over even. He chose and continues to chose the life of a straight, cool and tough squater, stoner, free-party thrower, soundsystem loving and contrarian dealer with no time apparantly to spend a few months swerving from that chaotic path. Each time again I've seen the him I know (my secret soul-mate) and the many versions of him that he and others may know that appear to come and go as masks and façades that are entirely and quickly a second nature and I've always wondered and anxiously questioned wether the him that I know that is so dear to me may ever win, thrive and get utmost priority for even just a few months or so. So we were chatting and I got romantic and passionate in expressing myself as it was storming outside. Short of a year ago he had already told me finally it was about time for me according to him to let that being in love go and to try to get over it even though that is hard. And months ago we had last seen and spoken and things got somewhat clarified but nothing fixed. I took my space and time in order to be able to deal with it all. And now, once again, I had annoyed him and made him feel stressed and on edge with my truthfulness and expressing myself and got a few blunt and incensitive remarks about being too wordy and vague. All very painful. But I spoke with a friend and took pride quickly again in picking up my life and own lifestyle in my own way again, nothing to prove this time.
So, as I had been looking at this beautiful skaterboy this inspiringly beautiful skaterboy sitting and hanging there at the edge of the skating ground I had selected this song to play as I was going to let the album play for a while actually and was about getting my stuff together to leave when suddenly my own text that sound like song lyrics spontaniously and unrelated to the song came to mind:
_Master of identity... and persona to._
_Can you ever authentically be_
_if you're never all that's true?_
_...and shrugging away from blue._
I took out my phone to immediately note it down and not lose it and suddenly thought to myself that I should go over to the guy, greet him in a chill and casual way and ask him laid-back but also very sincerely and as I am and felt if he would hear that little piece I just wrote and tell me what he think of it. I have always felt too anxious to be perceived as _too different_ and a missfit at best to go up to them skaterboys, have a chat with them in a way that is authentic to me and be vulnerable in going for the dream-image that is actually often tangibly in life right before my eyes to be found and finally be ultimately vulnerable like that: to see if a connection can be formed from where I could perhaps even persue one guy I would vibe the most with for this or that as a start. Because my very easy-going but also to me in their simplicity greatest and most fulfilling, wonderful and desirable ideals and dreams are at stake here the innate fear of failure tends to be immense and overwhelming. I've also in my past experienced much ridiculing and bullying about what would be deemed unrealistic and ridiculous wants and desires so I've been keeping this place and what it means to me to and for myself aswell, out of necessity to not feel shamed and disheartened once again. I've been biding my time to truly connect with myself there and with what I feel in my inner world and to the external world there so close that I desire in some ways to finally truly connect with. It's a tough balance between expressing the parts of identity from such sub-culture that I also feel in me but wasn't much seen or recognized in my life, presenting myself authentically and vulnerable to feel that it is a meaningful endeavour as I continue to stay true to myself in doing it and keeping enough for myself innitially as to not unneccarily embarass myself when it matters most to me. Because sudden homophilia and homeroticism being accepted and instantly welcomed in such a sub-culture, especially amongst guys?... seems unlikely, right?
When I looked up again from my phone, having written it, I had truly thought and pretty much decided at that point to approach the guy and strike up that conversation. But chance had it that he had already gotten up to go about riding and tricking through the skatepark! Ofcourse... that's what a skater does after all. What do you think of that? It was a little moment of inner bravery that could not yet find the right timing and right external circumstances to become outwardly. I do really want to start sharing my poetry, dreams and romanticism with such guys who are most beautiful and inspiring to me... just as something beween us that simply and easily can be. Nothing complicated, just beauty and joy. I hope that bohemian braveheart who guards a great and beautiful truth (of my pure love-passion and inspiration) in me can refind and regain the courage and be given the right opportunities to go and express to and connect with those beautiful guys floating, chilling and grounding out there for what it is beckoning me to innitiate and go an do.
I will keep going to that place, or another place and another that connects me with who I am and what I feel most truthfully inside in what I love, admire and desire most truly out there. This is some music to watch boys to.
I challenge anyone to come up with a really funny and witty TLDR! 😂👆🏼📖
Lana even if you had a song that just said lalala it would be beautiful because you would sing it 💖
OMFGGGG YES
Listened to this song on repeat all day 😍 the whole album is amazing
wow imagine being here 22 minutes after she posted this 🤟🏻🖤 love u lana
im so in love with her
idk why this gives me back to black by AW
I miss the old days. 2012. omg ım crying :(
I guess men in their fifties get lonely and sentimental... in the middle of the night, when I can't sleep I call your voice, in the middle of my life when the burden is too heavy, when the moment deserves an angel...
Much love from a Frenchman 🇫🇷
😊 ❤
this is so pretty wtf😭
Desde que escuché está canción me dio las vibras que me confirmó el álbum entero: una joya.
super si, estaba esperando el álbum con ansias y no me decepcionó.
Stream this album
*Livro Didático*
Acho que você poderia chamar isso de livro didático
Eu estava procurando o pai que eu queria de volta
E pensei ter encontrado em Brentwood
Parecia muito apropriado que você facilmente me protegesse
E então, houve a questão dela
Eu nem gostava de mim mesma ou amava a vida que eu tinha
E lá estava você, com estrelas brilhantes
De pé, frágil, com os braços abertos
Você tocou no prejuízo
Que a maioria dos amigos que eu conhecia já tinham tocado
Você tem um carro Thunderbird, meu pai tinha um também
Vamos reescrever a história, vou fazer essa dança com você
Você sabe que eu não sou aquela garota, você sabe que nunca serei
Talvez apenas o jeito como nós somos diferentes possa me libertar
E lá estávamos nós, gritando Vidas Negras Importam no meio da multidão
Perto do rio Mississippi, e eu vi que você viu quem eu sou
Deus, eu gostaria de estar com o meu pai
Ele poderia nos ver em todo o nosso esplendor
Todas as coisas que eu não poderia desejar para ele
Eu gritei por eles, oh, oh, oh
E gritei por eles, ah
Poderíamos fazer essa dança de novo?
Você acha que se eu ficar loira
Nós poderíamos ter o nosso antigo amor de volta?
Acho que este é realmente o fim
Nunca senti ciúmes antes deste ano
Mas estou com ciúmes agora
As pessoas dizem que estamos muito vivos
Mas talvez, finalmente, isso fará tudo ficar bem
No final de todas essas noites sem dormir
Outros homens que conheci pareciam certos
Sorririam para você e enfiariam uma faca
Nas suas costas
Finalmente, eu te conheci, então não estou me perguntando por quê
Você tem um carro Thunderbird, meu pai tinha um também
Vamos reescrever a história, vou fazer essa dança com você
Você sabe que eu não sou aquela garota, você sabe que nunca serei
Talvez apenas o jeito como nós somos diferentes possa me libertar
E lá estávamos nós, gritando Vidas Negras Importam no meio da multidão
Perto do rio Mississippi, e eu vi que você viu quem eu sou
Deus, eu gostaria de estar com o meu pai
Ele poderia nos ver em todo o nosso esplendor
Todas as coisas que eu não poderia desejar para ele
Eu gritei por eles, oh, oh, oh
E gritei por eles, ah
Old Man River continua tocando
Com ou sem ele
Old Man River continua tocando
Sem ele, ah, meu velho
Old Man River continua tocando, oh
i just cant stop listening to her music! it’s so calming yet so beautiful, personally i feel like she is such an underrated artist and has THE BEST music, and not one song disappoints! 🩷❤️