In a world of concrete and smog,
I still find beauty in the small things.
Like the moss that grows on the sidewalks,
I love my street moss tea.
In a world where the skies are grey,
I find solace in my cup of tea.
It's my little bit of nature,
And it reminds me that there's still beauty in this world.
even though the concrete is rough,
The moss is still soft to the touch.
I love the way it feels on my tongue,
The way it refreshes me.
In a world that's harsh and cold,
I find comfort in my street moss tea.
It's my little bit of nature,
And it reminds me that there's still beauty in this world.
