[Intro: 4 bars—guitar] [Verse 1] I thought that strength was stainless steel, A perfect edge that wouldn’t feel. But broken hands can hold the rain, And quiet souls can carry pain. [Pre-Chorus] Perfection’s just a sparkling mask, Compassion is the harder task. [Chorus] Bless the fragile ones, the trembling and the true, The ones who break—but still make room for you. Bless the fragile ones, who learn the softer art, To mend a world by giving you their heart. [Verse 2] We praise the loud, the fierce, the bright, But gentle palms can shape the night. I mocked the cracks, then saw the light, Come pouring through the opened site. [Pre-Chorus] I’ll choose the scar that learned to sing, Over a blade that can’t feel spring. [Chorus] Bless the fragile ones… [Bridge] If strong means kind, then make me weak, If brave means soft, that’s what I seek. I’ll lay my armor in the dust, And build a shelter out of trust. [Instrumental: 16 bars—guitar + pad] [Chorus x2] Bless the fragile ones… [Outro: 8 bars—hushed hums]
