Words are hard, words are soft,
some are fragile and some are lost.
It's difficult to say, confusing at least,
words can be so clouded to me.

Days, months, years and more,
they all seem to fade inside of a blur.
I look at myself and reflect deeply,
We'll finally beat this.

Words are hard, words are soft,
some are breaking, some are gone.
It's such a shame to hold your breath,
as words and pictures are laid to rest.