My Little Relief — текст песни (Onelinedrawing)

fold up clothes and pack away
I`m finally here it`s all too much
I`m a brick of salt and aging well

there`s a wish for holding hands
foster please peace understand
crow up the debt and cradle

make the deal and move through this
what you steal is what will fit
I don`t want this to be hard
You don`t want to

Let some kind saint hold you
It`s not love now, I`m just through
let`s hope go, it`s a crutch
let this just be new
you`ve seen the way she cries

let old achind be dust
little sage around new doors
oh, there i am, there I am!

this my little relief