Dirty Fuel
It don’t shine clean, it don’t burn bright ...
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Anger and rage make a dirty fuel, but a powerful propellant. There are only so many things to do with those "negative" emotions. You can let them eat you alive or you can use them as fuel for powerful change. What do you choose?
DIRTY FUEL
[Instrumenatl Intro]
[Verse 1]
There’s a low flame under my skin,
Quiet, but I feel it again.
Been walking through the ashes, slow and cool —
Finding my way on dirty fuel.
[Verse 2]
These hands are tired, but they still know,
How to plant something, how to grow.
Heart like an engine, cracked but true,
Running on that dirty fuel.
[Pre-Chorus]
It don’t shine clean, it don’t burn bright,
But it keeps me warm on a long, cold night.
[Chorus]
Dirty fuel, keeps the wheels turning,
Through the rain, through the yearning.
It's not pretty, but it gets me through,
Building hope from black and blue.
Dirty fuel — it’s the best I’ve got to use.
[Verse 3]
I’ve cursed the fire, I’ve tried to douse,
The smoke that filled this beaten house.
But even pain can carve a jewel,
If it burns on dirty fuel.
[Pre-Chorus]
I ain’t pure, I ain’t clean,
But I still dream the quiet dream.
[Chorus]
Dirty fuel, keeps the heart steady,
For the day the light comes ready.
It’s the hunger, it’s the rule,
To turn the hurt to something useful —
Dirty fuel, yeah, it gets me through.
[Bridge] (soft piano enters)
There’s grace in the ember,
A lesson in the flame.
If I use it gentle,
It won’t burn me the same.
[Chorus – soft reprise]
Dirty fuel, keeps the night from winning,
I can feel the healing beginning.
It’s rough, it’s real, it’s old and cruel…
But it’s born of love —
This dirty fuel.
[Outro – whisper/fade]
Just a spark left in the dark,
Guiding me home on dirty fuel.
This is original work is produced by AK Darvinson with a combination of observation, critical thinking, insight, heart, compassion, passion, creativity, and technology. All rights are reserved. Free sharing is encouraged. Commercial use via license only.
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