Fragile-Amanda Falk

For the homeless,the hungry The gangster and the priest For the weak that hide behind a clever wall of deceit For the sinners, the thief and the over-acheived The hurting and the lonely Were all the same, Fragile Yeah, my name is Fragile Either on the street on in the light of fame We're all the same For the man with a briefcase On top of his game Who's still the little boy who's been trying to fit in He was a loser on the playground But a keener in the class Spent most of his life trying to cover up the past But he's the same, Fragile We're all the same, Fragile With the walls we built to hide away the pain We're all the same We have hurts and fears and tears And inconsistencies And the mysteries only God could explain About the way we are and how we live How we try to hide who we are inside in shame We're all the same How brave we can be when we allow others to see Were all the same, Fragile Were all the same, Fragile With the walls we build to hide away the pain Either on the street on in the light I think we're all the same... Fragile