Music: Naima Adams/Lorenz Okello Osengor
Cards on the table
Didn't think we'd be here so soon
The world's caving over
Can't even be ignored by the news
As I turn on the TV
My anxiety is through the roof
By 10 o'clock the north is underwater
Southern fires are announced at noon
Handle with care
What we're left with is fragile
It's time to repair
One wrong move and we're fragile
Again
There's so much to say
The people aren't fragile
May their voices move you
To feel a little less fragile today
And just when I thought
That we were there
All our minds on the same page
Blind hearts without a care
Show us our lives are worth less
Than what greed can bear
You start to feel hopeless
When apathy distils the air
And nothing comes
Of all the fighting
So you lose sight
Of what's beyond the horizon
Handle with care
What we're left with is fragile
It's time to repair
One wrong move
And we're fragile again
There's so much to say
The people aren't fragile
May their voices move you
To feel a little less fragile today
I know times are scary
And people feel weary
To stand up for something
In hopes they'll lose nothing but
How can we expect a change
If we're not united
Might need to let a few things break
Stop us feeling righteous
I don't wanna lose touch
I hope it's not too much to ask
Being fragile is not something
That would I class
A weakness, we need it
To learn from our past
Show me life in your shoes
And I'll have your back
Show me life in your shoes
And I'll have your back
Show me life in have your back