"I brewed Old Tea today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the Taste
The only thing that's real
The leaves I pick are whole
The Old Yixing pot
They open very slow
And I remember everything
How Fine have you become
My sweetest leaves
Everyone I know drinks old tea
In the End
And we could have it all
An empire of gold
It won't let you down
It won't make you hurt
The white teapot wears a crown
Behind the Dragon head
Full of subtle sweetness
I can not comprehend
Beneath my taste buds
The feelings reappear
They are something else
I am still right here
If I could brew again
A million times or more
I would share this cup
I would find The Way
Here is the instrumental version if you want to sing along!
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