[Verse 1]
Grandma took a gentle stumble on the kitchen floor,
Wrist went snap like kindling—she'd never fallen before,
Osteoporosis hollows bone to honeycomb and lace,
Trabeculae grow thin and sparse, density erased,
Hip and wrist and spine compress, the quiet break of age,
A minor slip becomes a crack upon an empty page.
[Chorus]
Porous, soft and overgrown,
Кости ломкі — крихкі до дна,
Ламкі, м'які, зростись не можуть,
Brittle, soft and overgrown,
Every skeleton's got a story in its bones.
[Verse 2]
Children bowlegged, walking crooked through the coal-smoke haze,
Rickets starved of sunlight in those gray industrial days,
No vitamin D to harden up the cartilage to stone,
Soft and bending, skull plates late, the growth all skewed and blown,
Grown-ups get osteomalacia, the adult twin of this,
Same starved mineral, same ache in bones that creak and hiss.
[Chorus]
Porous, soft and overgrown,
М'які кістки, зігнуті в дугу,
Хрупкие, ломкие, не держат форму,
Brittle, soft and overgrown,
Every skeleton's got a story in its bones.
[Verse 3]
Baby born with fractures counted thirty in the womb,
Collagen type one went wrong, the scaffolding of bone,
Osteogenesis imperfecta, brittle to the bone,
Eyes a tint of twilight blue, a sapphire overtone,
One tumble cracks a femur where another child would bruise,
The body's rebar bent to wire—too fragile here to lose.
[Verse 4]
Sir James Paget, eighteen seventy-seven, found it first,
Bone remodeling run wild, rebuilt in haste and thirst,
Patchy, swollen, overgrown, yet weaker than before,
A skull too thick, a femur bowed, like cement poured on the floor,
And FGFR3 jams the growth plate's busy signal light,
Achondroplasia shortens limbs but keeps the torso's height.
[Verse 5]
Osteopetrosis hardens bone till marrow has no room,
Too dense to bend, too dense to break, but brittle in its tomb,
Carbonic anhydrase fails, the osteoclasts stand still,
Marble bones grow thick and blind, a density to kill,
Anemia creeps in slow as marrow spaces fade to stone,
Too much growth can break you too—the opposite of bone alone.
[Bridge]
From porous halls to swollen walls, the skeleton tells all,
Крихкі, ламкі, м'які, зігнуті — кожна кістка кличе,
Soft D-starved rickets, brittle genes, the chaos Paget drew,
Growth plates stuck in traffic, slow—achondroplasia's clue.
[Chorus]
Porous, soft and overgrown,
Кости ломкі — крихкі до дна,
Ламкі, м'які, зростись не можуть,
Brittle, soft and overgrown,
Every skeleton's got a story in its bones.
[Outro]
Porous, soft, overgrown and slow,
Чотири казки про кістки,
Remember the names when the X-ray glows,
Brittle, soft and overgrown.