Tea Bag String Pull

[Intro]

(Pull) Soft string —

Tea wakes up

[Verse 1]

Kitchen light on quiet drums, I hold the paper tag,

I pull the string until it lifts — a tiny steamy flag;

Warm cup soft against my hands, the morning stays kind and clear,

If care can fit in one soft pull, then I can start it here.

[Pre-Chorus]

Hold the string... breathe in...

Ready.

[Chorus]

Tea bag string pull — I'm waking in,

Little steamy yes against my palm;

Warmth goes up a little soft, warmth goes up a little soft,

If the cup feels kind, that's fair —

Tea bag string pull — I'm waking in,

Warm air window hum, quiet grin;

Warmth goes up a little soft, warmth goes up a little soft,

Pull it once and I begin.

[Verse 2]

Later on I find the tag where the corner still stays,

No speech required, just a hand that kept a promise small;

I stack the minutes like a soft parade — the string rests on the rim,

Ordinary care in kitchen light is how I start the day.

[Pre-Chorus]

Hold the string... breathe in...

Ready.

[Chorus]

Tea bag string pull — I'm waking in,

Little steamy yes against my palm;

Warmth goes up a little soft, warmth goes up a little soft,

If the cup feels kind, that's fair —

Tea bag string pull — I'm waking in,

Warm air window hum, quiet grin;

Warmth goes up a little soft, warmth goes up a little soft,

Pull it once and I begin.

[Bridge]

Not every brave thing needs a stage,

Some of them fit in a string I saved;

Steam and hope in equal parts —

Morning looks good on a starting day.

[Final Chorus]

Tea bag string pull — I'm waking in,

Little steamy yes against my palm;

Warmth goes up a little soft, warmth goes up a little soft,

If the cup feels kind, that's fair —

Tea bag string pull — I'm waking in,

Warm air window hum, quiet grin;

Warmth goes up a little soft — and I begin,

Pull it once and I begin.

[Outro]

(Pull) Soft string...

Tea wakes soft.