Ginger Lemon

Never through those rose colored glasses
Somehow unheard, unspoken
Like the slowly dissipating steam
Off this cup of ginger lemon tea

How can anyone explain this transition?
Pastel warrior, come around
Calculations aren't equal anymore
Warm, like this cup of tea

Digging graves to rest our hearts
Lost your keys again, but I don't feel bad
Simply a misconception, it's explained
Bitter like the lemon zest in this cup of tea

Mourn over a little lost time
Words fall relentlessly from the sky
Avoid the truth, there's a few minutes left
This slowly cooling cup of tea

One warm room, one table, I dare you
Pale and slender groundbreaker
Look me in the eye, breathtaking view, change it all
In the glorious burn of the ginger in this tea.