Tough And Fragile

Your hands, you're holding up the world Dressing pretty to cover up the hurt 'Cause this place has treated you so unkind Never really let you be a goddamn child Old enough to be a man to be your own mother Strong enough to not miss your own father Somehow growing older you got lost in God's design So you learn to be tough and fragile at the same time At the same time Your hands made it all better Beautiful how you're holding it together This wasn't what you signed up for, but you kept on showing up You raised yourself beyond the cloth from which you were cut Old enough to be a man to be your own mother Strong enough to not miss your own father Somehow growing older you got lost in God's design So you learn to be tough and fragile at the same time