Acretongue Amber
Amber curls through the night
Hungry bodies - warm light
Our shadows dance on the walls
You fear the questions I call
Crooked coil, burnt to black
The scab that always comes back
And as my 'want' turns to 'need'
I see your shadow recede
And just like all flames burn away
You never really planned to stay
The unknown man that you betrayed
Recur in scenes you can't replay
You don't see what you freed
The debris now feeds me
The lack of answers
Turns trust to anger
It feeds a cancer
That kills the amber
