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Golden Tea


Take seat and talk to me

While we drink our cups of misery 

But don’t say you regret 

All the things you’ve gone and said

 

Drink your tea of destiny 

Your liquified golden tea

Don’t spit out that treasured thing

‘Cause everyone wants a piece 

 

Come walk with me 

And feel that breeze 

While those birds sing

Don’t think about a thing

 

Your golden tea

Full of density

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