My bones, they are soft and tender

Growing weary under

The weight of everything

My bones, they are at their limit

They bend under

The weight of everything

Under everything

Let me heal in the ways I need

So my soft bones, one day, may yet again breathe

When will my bones stop bending

Under the weight of everything?

Will my bones ever get a break

From the weight of everything?

Ooh

Ooh

Will the wreckage reveal softness?

Will there be any remnants of softness?

Ooh

Ooh

Will the wreckage reveal softness?

Will there be any remnants of softness?

I want there to be (Softness)

I want there to be (Softness)

I want there to be (Softness)

I want there to be, still, softness

Ooh

Ooh

May there be healing in ways unseen

So our soft bones, one day, may yet again breathe