Radical Face - Small Hands (Acoustic/Live)

So we're all stuck at home and need things to do. I have a few new projects in mind. For this first one here, I am filming acoustic versions of songs and building a little set somewhere in my house for each one. If there is a song in my catalog (Electric President included!) that you'd like me to make a small acoustic version of, feel free to comment down below, or send me a note through my website.
And I started with this song, Small Hands, because it's one people often ask me to play on tour, but I never have. There are some songs I've written during really bad times, or about very personal subjects, and I don't include those on set lists. Because you don't play the song just once, or even a couple times. Between teaching songs to the live band and the amount of shows that follow, I might play the song 50 to 60 times. And there are things I've written that I simply don't want to think about that much. This song is one of them. So to make up for that, I decided to just record it here.
I will also be doing more tutorials on how to play things, as well as updating the "How to record at home" series. So if any of this sounds interesting or helpful in all of the strangeness we are currently experiencing, just let me know what you'd like to see/hear next. Otherwise, I hope everyone is healthy and well, physically and mentally.
Lyrics:
Well, the world might cut you down again
But you know the way back home
And your best might not be good enough
But just know you're not alone
And if you slip and lose your way again
Well, know that you will be all right
You still gotta try
If you need come build your home in me
And you know I won't complain
And I can't fix what was done to you
But I'll shield you from the rain
And if the walls they build become too high
Then step up on my back and climb
'Cause I never mind
No matter the day or time
I never mind
And all the anchors that they hid inside your chest
We will unravel all of the chains
And toss the remnants all down the drain
And though my hands are much too small to hold you up
I will be there to pick up the pieces
And keep you housed while you mend them up
Well, if you wind up in the dark again
Just turn and call my name
And if the fire in your chest goes out
Well, I'll hold you all the same
And if you need to take this out on me
Well, you know I won't complain