Lyric

Your hand on my sleeve

Like rain on a bruise

I called it a sign

I called it a cure

Your name on my phone

Lit up my bad night

I took one small line

And made it feel right

I leaned on the glow

I leaned on the word

Anything soft

Feels kinder than hurt

Misread Relief

Misread Relief

I held it too close

Until it went thin

Misread Relief

Misread Relief

It dulled all the pain

But it let none in

The room stayed the same

The glass stayed half full

I read every touch

Like it meant I was pulled

A warm little text

A brush in the hall

I wanted a lift

I wanted it all

I wore that calm face

Like it was my own

But under your light

I was still alone

Misread Relief

Misread Relief

I held it too close

Until it went thin

Misread Relief

Misread Relief

It dulled all the pain

But it let none in

Now I can tell

The soft from the real

Not every warm thing

Knows how to heal

Not every small spark

Is made to remain

Some things only hush

What still wants a name

Misread Relief

Misread Relief

I held it too close

Until it went thin

Misread Relief

Misread Relief

It dulled all the pain

But it let none in