I have this semi-positive outlook right now
And I just feel I shouldn't feel this way
I'm resigned to the way things are
I've accepted that they wont change
And it's just not alright

I'm lukewarm
Drowning in this bathtub
That I've confined myself to
And I have no right to feel this way

Lukewarm
With no convictions
No goals
Content the way I am
And I just shouldn't be this way

I've convinced myself that I'm at peace
That this is simple restless serenity
That karma will fix itself
I'm letting go of passion
And It just isn't acceptable

I'm lukewarm
But my temperature is rising
I'm a Phoenix caught underwater
But I see the sun

Tea Party

Drops are falling
I can't tell if they are tears or rain
It's been cloudy
But that isn't new

Inside the house spirits are falling
But all the heads are held high
I guess we all still have our pride

Drops fall
Life continues
And I'm the only one left

Tell me a new story
This is getting old
'Cause inside the house
they're still playing dress-up
But the tea is almost gone

Drops fall
Representing more than they are
Reminding me of souls still shut up
Coming outside requires too much
So they just play pretend

Tears and rain pound on the door
Land on deaf ears
Slide to the floor, forgotten

Life
Still falling