Equivalent Exchange
Two brothers who learn the hard way that there's no shortcut: everything you gain costs something. There's no miracle cure, only the work. That lesson has stuck with me for a long time.
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The sparks are flying
The math of the universe, written in chalk
A heavy price for the way that we walk
We reached for the stars and we touched the abyss
But we found a strength that we couldn't miss
One is a spirit in a hollowed-out frame
The other is metal and a flickering flame
Give and you get, it’s a fair trade deal
With a heart of gold and a limb of steel
Draw the circle and find the light
We’re engineering the end of the night
Step by step on the dusty road
Lifting the weight of a heavy load
Click-clack rhythm of the silver and bone
Building a future we can call our own
No such thing as a miracle cure
Just the work and the will to endure
You’re my anchor when the tide is high
Under the arch of a wide open sky
(The gate is open)
(The truth is waiting)
Wait, why are we standing around?
Let’s all look at the door (Look at the door!)
Yeah, that's better
There’s a world out there worth fighting for!
Give and you get, it’s a fair trade deal
With a heart of gold and a limb of steel
Draw the circle and find the light
We’re engineering the end of the night
Step by step on the dusty road
Lifting the weight of a heavy load
Yeah-oh
Keep moving forward, don't you look back
Life is the blueprint, we’re filling the track
(Equivalent exchange!)
Yeah, it's a fair trade.
(Let’s all look at the door)