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Jasmine & Hope — Tea with Iroh 1 by jl

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Jasmine & Hope — Tea with Iroh 1 by jl - Soul,Male Lead (Warm Baritone) With Female Backing music cover art

Jasmine & Hope — Tea with Iroh 1

Soul,Male Lead (Warm Baritone) With Female Backing

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Lyrics
Description
[Intro]
(Soft Rhodes, brushed snare, warm horn pad)
A kettle sings — ping on the edge of night,
Steam like prayer, bamboo sighs in moonlight.
[Verse 1]
In the spirit garden where the lanterns hum,
I follow footsteps, slower than they come.
Porcelain cup on a cloth of faded jade,
Jasmine steam curls where my troubles fade.
Warm hands pass the cup, the rim is cool and kind,
Kettle keeps a rhythm that untangles my mind.
A cricket hush, a distant gong, breath measured, low—
I sit with him and let what I cannot carry go.
[Pre-Chorus]
He hums a tune like rain on old tin roofs,
A simple tune that teaches broken truths.
[Chorus]
Breathe, sip, believe — the refrain that holds me close.
Breathe, sip, believe — the small truth that matters most.
Pour the jasmine slow, let the steam wash over scars;
Breathe, sip, believe — we learn light from small fires.
[Verse 2]
He tells a short tale of a son and a flame,
Not to shame the embers but to show their name.
He seasons stories with a slow, wry grin,
A pinch of patience, a memory of wind.
"Tea listens first," he says, and the night leans in,
"Even the fiercest heat can learn a softer spin."
Porcelain heavy with the heat of passing years,
His voice wraps round my worry and rewrites my fears.
[Pre-Chorus]
Leaves fold like letters, steeped and opened wide,
Each sip a sentence where the sharp things hide.
[Chorus]
Breathe, sip, believe — the refrain that holds me close.
Breathe, sip, believe — the small truth that matters most.
Steam like a story, kettle taps the beat of time;
Breathe, sip, believe — let the quiet make you whole.
[Bridge — Spoken / Call & Response]
Iroh (soft): "Sit. Let the cup tell you what it's kept."
You (quiet): "Tell me, elder, what should I accept?"
Iroh (soft, smiling): "An ember kept too tight forgets how to glow. Loosen your hand — the light will show."
(Short horn answer, brushed rimshot)
[Chorus — Variation]
Breathe, sip, believe — now the words weigh less than air.
Breathe, sip, believe — I'm lighter where his wisdom lays.
Pour the oolong slow, watch the garden nod and bless;
Breathe, sip, believe — I leave the ache, I keep the flame.
[Outro]
Kettle fades to memory, the last steam climbs away,
Lanterns fold like petals, dawn arrives in gray.
With Iroh's laugh and softened hands I learn to keep and give —
A heart that's taught to balance, a way to truly live.
(Whispered refrain) Breathe, sip, believe...
[Production Notes]
Warm Rhodes/piano, brushed drums, mellow horn line, soft backing harmonies; intimate spoken bridge with a gentle horn response.