
The Unmarked Run
[Intro – late-night saloon / loading yard] [Sound cue: slow swing piano, distant wind through wooden beams, faint glass clink] [Vocal: Jacques, spoken, gravel Aussie–French accent] “Alright… no questions, no hero speeches. Just drive, pour, and don’t look in the crate.” [Sound cue: wooden crate shifts slightly + wagon creak] [Verse 1 – Ducati] [Vocal: Ducati, spoken steady male voice] “I only deliver what I’m told. If it rattles… I don’t listen twice.” [Sound cue: wagon wheels begin rolling slowly, dirt grinding rhythm] [Vocal: Ducati, sung low rhythmic tone] Dust on wheels, night too thin Something heavy locked within [Verse 2 – Laizer (pre-badge)] [Vocal: Laizer, spoken calm female voice] “You both talk too much for people who want silence.” [Sound cue: coin flips, lands sharply on wood] [Vocal: Laizer, sung controlled minimal tone] I don’t ask, I don’t stay I just make the shadows obey [Pre-Chorus – Jacques] [Vocal: Jacques, spoken] “She’s not the problem. She’s the reason the problem moves.” [Sound cue: piano tightens, swing rhythm accelerates] [Chorus – fragmented ensemble] [Vocal: Jacques, sung] No names, no maps, no trace tonight [Vocal: Ducati, sung] Just wheels and dust and fading light [Vocal: Laizer, sung] If it’s seen, it’s already late [All vocals separate, overlapping space] The road decides what gets to wait [Verse 3 – movement escalates] [Sound cue: wagon speeds up, piano becomes staccato swing rhythm] [Vocal: Ducati, spoken] “We’re being followed.” [Vocal: Jacques, spoken] “No. We’re being evaluated. Big difference.” [Vocal: Laizer, spoken] “Turn left.” [Sound cue: sudden wagon shift + crate slides inside] [Bridge – silence break] [Sound cue: piano drops out completely for one measure] [Vocal: Jacques, whisper] “If this goes wrong… it was never ours to begin with.” [Sound cue: single low piano note returns slowly] [Final Chorus – unresolved fragments] [Vocal: Ducati, sung] Dust don’t lie but people do [Vocal: Jacques, sung] I just serve what passes through [Vocal: Laizer, sung] Nothing here is ever clean [All vocals, separated lines] And no one saw what should’ve been seen [Outro – departure into unknown] [Sound cue: wagon fades into distance, piano slows, detunes slightly] [Vocal: Jacques, spoken] “Forget this ever happened.” [Vocal: Ducati, spoken] “I already did.” [Vocal: Laizer, spoken] “…Good.” [Sound cue: crate shifts faintly → final fade to wind

