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[Verse 1
Been schooled by the black-top, taught by the dust,
Slept in the shadow of a diesel’s rust.
Thought I’d mastered the chapters of heartache and burn—
Turns out the hardest page is still waitin’ its turn.

Chorus
‘Cause every mile draws a line I ain’t crossed,
Every truth leaves another coin tossed.
Yeah, the more I ride, the more I learn
There’s always one more curve, one more bridge to burn.

Verse 2
I’ve bartered with barrooms, lied to the law,
Carved my confession in a tooth-marked drawl.
But the mirror keeps whisperin’, son, you ain’t through—
There’s a brand-new lesson hidin’ in the powder-keg blue.

Chorus
‘Cause every mile draws a line I ain’t crossed,
Every truth leaves another coin tossed.
Yeah, the more I ride, the more I learn
There’s always one more curve, one more bridge to burn.

Bridge
So light me a lantern of whiskey and sin,
Let the sparks spell the sermons I carry within.
If wisdom’s a bullet, I’m spinnin’ the drum—
Click after click till the final round comes.

Chorus
‘Cause every mile draws a line I ain’t crossed,
Every truth leaves another coin tossed.
Yeah, the more I ride, the more I learn
There’s always one more curve, one more bridge to burn.Verse 1
Been schooled by the black-top, taught by the dust,
Slept in the shadow of a diesel’s rust.
Thought I’d mastered the chapters of heartache and burn—
Turns out the hardest page is still waitin’ its turn.

Chorus
‘Cause every mile draws a line I ain’t crossed,
Every truth leaves another coin tossed.
Yeah, the more I ride, the more I learn
There’s always one more curve, one more bridge to burn.

Verse 2
I’ve bartered with barrooms, lied to the law,
Carved my confession in a tooth-marked drawl.
But the mirror keeps whisperin’, son, you ain’t through—
There’s a brand-new lesson hidin’ in the powder-keg blue.

Chorus
‘Cause every mile draws a line I ain’t crossed,
Every truth leaves another coin tossed.
Yeah, the more I ride, the more I learn
There’s always one more curve, one more bridge to burn.

Bridge
So light me a lantern of whiskey and sin,
Let the sparks spell the sermons I carry within.
If wisdom’s a bullet, I’m spinnin’ the drum—
Click after click till the final round comes.

Chorus
‘Cause every mile draws a line I ain’t crossed,
Every truth leaves another coin tossed.
Yeah, the more I ride, the more I learn
There’s always one more curve, one more bridge to burn.

One More Curve Ahead

The Chariot card usually shows the Fool being transported by a horse-drawn carriage while holding the cup of the Holy Grail. But I decided to put her in a red Ferrari, for reasons best explained in the song. 

If you’d like to know more about the two loves, dove love and serpent love, there’s a four-minute-read extract from my book The Sacred Sex Rites of Ishtar here. https://anniedieuleveut.com/2023/05/23/dove-and-serpent-sex-alchemy/

7. The Chariot

Para escuchar la versión original  https://soundcloud.com/juan-fco-bueno/incidente-a-medianoche-version-original-ver-texto

INCIDENTE A MEDIANOCHE

Voy a contaros amigos una historia
que sucedió un domingo de febrero
en medio de una noche oscura y fría
que poco a poco calaba hasta los huesos.

El incidente comienza en el pueblo
cuando después de haber pasado el domingo
al lado de la mujer de tus sueños
regresábamos al “tajo” cuatro amigos.

Íbamos felices y contentos
pues nuestro carro corría muy veloz
“te estás portando como un señor”
le decía Octavio que era el conductor.

Pero de pronto en medio del camino
y tras un extraño ruido en el motor
fue perdiendo fuerza nuestro utilitario
y, sin pensarlo, el frenazo de rigor
pues sin duda alguna había sucedido
algo importante y no tenía solución.

Cuando el coche estuvo ya parado
se abrió el capó para ver lo acaecido
vimos que el radiador se había rajado 
y todo el agua habíamos perdido.

Lo que entonces pasó no os lo canto...
perdí el control y también mis compañeros:
recuerdo cuatro lenguas a destajo 
despotricando como unos carreteros.

Cuando todo esto fue menguando
y a nuestro temple volvía el color
“no preocuparse, se hará autostop”  
 afirmó Domingo con determinación.

Pero con las “pintas que nos cantaban”
uno con las barbas y otro de militar
los otros dos hasta el moño manchados de grasa
¡así quién diablos nos iba a parar!
pero allá a las cuatro de la madrugada
un rezagado paró al ver al militar.

Pero cuando vio la “compañía” 
con toda prisa se quiso echar atrás
“no le dé miedo, son de fiar”
exclamó Pepucho con gran serenidad.

Con insistencia logró convencerlo
de que nos dejara a los cuatro subir
pues aunque le resultara difícil creerlo
no éramos quinquis o gente de mal vivir.
Y si todo el lío quería saberlo
le prometía que no le iba a mentir.

Todo está visto muy por encima
porque la historia no es fácil de contar
pues estas cosas “pa” verlas ¡hay que vivirlas!
y entonces es cuando se puede opinar
por más que parezca un relato de risa
aquella noche jamás se nos olvidará.

MIDNIGHT INCIDENT

I'm going to tell you, friends, a story
that happened one Sunday in February
in the middle of a dark and cold night
that slowly chilled to the bone.

The incident begins in the village
when, after spending Sunday
with the woman of your dreams,
four friends were returning to work.

We were happy and content
because our car was going very fast
"You're behaving like a gentleman,"
Octavio, the driver, told her.

But suddenly, in the middle of the road
and after a strange noise from the engine
our car began to lose power
and, without thinking, we slammed on the brakes
because without a doubt something important had happened
and there was no solution.

When the car was finally stopped,
we opened the hood to see what had happened
we saw that the radiator had cracked
and we had lost all the water.

I won't tell you what happened then...
I lost control, and so did my companions:
I remember four tongues blaring out loud
ranting like cart drivers.

When all this was fading
and our temper was returning
"Don't worry, he'll hitchhike,"
said Domingo determinedly.

But with the "looks they were giving us,"
one with a beard and the other a soldier
the other two covered in grease up to their necks
who the hell was going to stop us!
But around four in the morning
a straggler stopped when he saw the soldier.

But when he saw the "company,"
he hurriedly wanted to back out
"Don't be afraid, they're trustworthy,"
exclaimed Pepucho with great serenity.

With persistence, he managed to convince him
to let the four of us get on,
because, although it was hard for him to believe,
we weren't quinquis or lowlifes. And if he wanted to know the whole mess,
I promised him I wouldn't lie.

Everything is very superficial
because the story isn't easy to tell
because these things "have to be" seen, you have to experience them!
and that's when you can have an opinio

Incidente a medianoche (Feat. Hugo Iglesias Olmos)

Verse: (DW Tin)
Ay (3x)
As I look around
All I see is damage
Bound to lose again
Drinking Sprite on a carriage
Going to Madrid
Just to see my parents
Real as a bone
Don’t need no spinach 
Fuck Spain heal my sorrows in Munich
Cutting down veins
I ain did it for Image
Shawty wanna play
But It ain no scrimmage
Solved all problems 
Call me genius
Living on the line
I try
Amphibious
Call me dumb is true my head’s 
Delirious
Screw them all cuz they sure 
Not feeling us
I don’t wanna fight 
End up oblivious

Verse 2: (DW Mich)
Playing with a fatty (ass)
I buy her new Fendi (bag)
We ready for that (cash)
Our dracos hot no (ham)
Empty a clip on his HEAD
Hiding dope in my fanny PAC
Fans wanna suck my dick MEH
We smokin’ on that GAS
Light the blunt that’s how we smoke NO PASS
Do it so I can refill my energy 
Do it for money but lose my privacy 
Don’t stop ’till I leave a legacy

Verse 3: (DW Tin)
Feeling cold since December
Time is linear & she’s gone forever
Never wanted nothing 
But strive for better
Keep myself so low 
In sorrow I’m veteran
New drugs old habits 
I’m off like reverant
Cut you off quick 
I ain for settlement
Tracking down hoes 
On the roof
With my bro
And we roll
Anotha 
And anotha 
Then we float by
Stop babysitting and serve me a boat
MDMA holds me up like a ghost
I speak for myself 
I don’t need you to boast
We fry’em like chicken
We fry’em like toast
Feel like the man but I do not post
Always at home
Never the host
This is a hoax
I’m off the dome
Going through places that fade when I hope

Verse 4: (DW Mich)
I remember shit like Em in 2002
Tunnel vision I’m in my fucking mood
Bitch get of me I wanna groove
She was just trying to get some wood
I’m gonna teach you on a oldschool
Beats are brazy pass me the kush
I’m going crazy in this fucking stu
I need a perc I need my goods
And some xanny bars
I’m shining like a star
Never dropping my guard
Millis on my cards
Billies on our minds
Smoking on cigars
Didn’t know we would get so far

So Far

Apple Music

So Far (prod. harryarcher)

Profondo Nero

Sadness is my invisible friend who pursues me, she enjoys invading my heart and reminding me that she is my only mistress...

Original free pic by Freepik (A.I.)

Every Day is a Blue Monday

Every Day is a Blue Monday (Sad Day) - (Future Dub)

I feel Love

i feel love (short version)

Erin Lecount - Godspeed (Fade2Green Remix)

risk (prod. grayskies)

ppk ressurection x stormsy mix up

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