Grease from the gears of my mind.
Sand from the passage of time.
Dust from the start of the race.
Blood from the tears on my face.
Warmth from the pulse of the heart.
Life from the rays of the sun.
Change from the flow of the ages.
Joy from the new, if but once.
See how it works, see how it runs.
See how it races, see how it's won.
See how we keep it, see how it's caged.
See how it's taken, see how we rage.
Wait for the next time.
Wait for the next pass.
Wait for the next thrill.
Wait for the next gasp.