My Little Relief

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