The Quiet Fold

[Intro]
[Verse]
Dryer singing low notes
Folding all my soft coats
Warmth against my bare skin
Letting all the light in
Cotton piles like white clouds
Far away from loud crowds
[Pre-Chorus]
Steam from the jasmine tea
Floating back to me
The rain has moved along
Like a finished song
[Chorus]
It’s just the small things
The peace that morning brings
No drama in the space
Just a little taste of grace
Oh, I’m breathing again
My oldest, truest friend
[Post-Chorus]
Honey in the jar
Glowing like a star
Everything is still
Leaning on the sill
[Verse]
I let that heavy stone fall
Right against the garden wall
Didn't need the weight today
Watched it simply melt away
Soft relief inside my chest
Giving all the ghosts a rest
[Pre-Chorus]
Steam from the jasmine tea
Floating back to me
The rain has moved along
Like a finished song
[Chorus]
It’s just the small things
The peace that morning brings
No drama in the space
Just a little taste of grace
Oh, I’m breathing again
My oldest, truest friend
[Bridge]
Dusk light through the screen
The softest gold I’ve seen
Nothing left to prove or say
In this gentle part of day
I finally feel at home
No more need to roam
[Verse]
Steam curls from the rim
The kitchen light is dim
Leftover tea is sweet
A tiny little treat
I’m listening to the breeze
Moving through the trees
[Chorus]
It’s just the small things
The peace that morning brings
No drama in the space
Just a little taste of grace
Oh, I’m breathing again
My oldest, truest friend
[Outro]