It goes drip drip drip amber gold
slowly little bubbles of red drip drip
Its a quiet humming in the background.
Like an engine buzzin an all whit nothing.
Drip drip drip the gold strikes oil
and the amber is dyed crimson
A deep breath drip drip the sound
of the world sinks away to absence.
Drip drip the amber dulls over time,
Never the same gold, always more time,
drip drip drip, buzz buzz buzz, there is not ime,
Turn the key and the crimson dyes the engine,
Is that a bubble? Drip drip drip.
Amber like an insect frozen for a milenia
frozen like the moment waiting for the,
crimson invasion to color the amber a soft resonance.
Drip, drip drip, silence..............
