
[Female – soft modern pop] I noticed it first in the morning light A thin red line running down the side From the crack we never bothered fixing Slow and steady, impossible to hide It pooled a little on the wooden top A quiet stain that kept on growing I wiped it once with the edge of my sleeve But the mark stayed longer than I wanted [Male – entering with rock edge] You didn’t say a word about the drip Just stared at it like it might explain Everything we kept refusing to name While the table took the quiet blame [Both] Red drips on the table Red drips on the table Proof that something’s leaking from the core Red drips on the table Red drips on the table And neither of us can ignore it anymore [Female] I placed a folded cloth beneath the vase Tried to catch what kept escaping But the cloth turned dark within an hour And the wood still showed the shape You walked in and saw the evidence Asked me if I wanted help this time I shook my head and kept on pressing Like I could stop it with enough pressure [Male – full power] I should have taken the whole thing out Thrown the water, cut the ruined stems But I stood there watching you clean the mess While the red kept finding its way again [Both – explosive] Red drips on the table Red drips on the table Proof that something’s leaking from the core Red drips on the table Red drips on the table And neither of us can ignore it anymore [Female – intimate bridge] Later when the house went quiet I sat and watched another drop Fall and spread across the surface Like a clock that wouldn’t stop [Male] I finally reached and lifted the vase Felt the weight of what we’d let decay Set it down in the sink and ran the water But the table still remembered every stain [Both – final massive chorus] Red drips on the table Red drips on the table Proof that something’s leaking from the core Red drips on the table Red drips on the table And neither of us can ignore it anymore Red drips on the table Even after we cleaned it twice Red drips on the table The mark is still there if you look in the right light [Outro – both voices fading] Red drips… (Still falling) Red drips on the table…

