The Drip :: 2 of Elly (ᗩstrimancy)

[Verse 1] It starts so small, a single drop, A quiet sound, it doesn’t stop. The rhythm grows, it carves the stone, A patient hand, it works alone. [Pre-Chorus] No rush, no race, just steady streams, The quiet power of unseen dreams. Each little step, a whispered sound, A gentle strength, the world around. [Chorus] The drip, it falls, a steady beat, A quiet rhythm beneath my feet. Though progress hides, it still will show, Through patience comes the chance to grow. [Verse 2] The world may watch the storms and flames, But miss the drip that stakes its claim. It’s not the roar, it’s not the fight, It’s in the small that grows the might. [Pre-Chorus] No need to shine, no need to shout, The drip will find its way throughout. With every drop, the cracks will form, A constant flow, a quiet storm. [Chorus] The drip, it falls, a steady beat, A quiet rhythm beneath my feet. Though progress hides, it still will show, Through patience comes the chance to grow. [Bridge] Each drop connects, it builds, it flows, Through time unseen, the river grows. What once was small becomes the stream, A steady drip creates the dream. [Chorus] The drip, it falls, a steady beat, A quiet rhythm beneath my feet. Though progress hides, it still will show, Through patience comes the chance to grow. [Outro] So let it drip, so let it fall, A tiny sound that shapes it all. Through every drop, the world takes form, A quiet strength becomes the norm.