Where's the Tea? (Demo)

Smoke from the tea And slim flakes of flatbread The crowds around me Keep talking and my head Keeps sinking beneath Into the table I see People are looking In my direction These faces are smoking Their hash by the session Their oxygen tanks From which rings of murky grey shine Take me home. I have lost my sense of time Far away my perception seems to fly Bring me home, keep me safe from this Life seems To whiz past my cognisance Show me The route to the bog which is Clouding my brain in this sinister fashion With ease Fight by the pain And channel the madness Then sit through the rain Till these thoughts turn to sadness So muddled and warped There to remind you, the tea Where's the tea? Take me home. I have lost my sense of time Far away my perception seems to fly Bring me home, keep me safe From this