Tea Ceremony Songtext
von Gabriella Moore

These things
Were never meant for poetry
Like the dirt under my nails and I never stayed sober
Glad I kept some kind of distance
And left you alone

Well

Grew up a little
Scraped my knees a bit
Pulled my hair out
Decided cutting it all off was a better fit
A better fit


Why am I left with rose cheeks under copper tones?
When your name rings
Well my heart might as well sing
Sing
Sing

There′s a ritual union I missed out on
And I missed the white dress
And I missed the waves crash on sand

There's a ritual union I missed out on
And I missed the white dress
And I missed the waves crash on sand

These things were never meant for poetry
Like the dirt under my nails and I never stayed sober
Glad I kept some kind of distance
And left you alone