Jonah Matranga - My Little Relief lyrics

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