"The pot is empty, but what we have gained along the way is greater than gold."
The pot of gold at the end of the rainbow
Is nothing more than a constellation prize
For those who choose to quit running
We are of the nature to just keep running
Breaking bones and building bonds
And selling apples are not quite as satiable
As the apple that has to be climbed for
We are of the nature to just keep climbing
What was found along the way
Is far more valuable than any pot of gold
Ours was an empty one to begin with
But now overflows with experiences
What we've made and was found along the way
Is far more valuable than any pot of gold could ever be
And all these circles that we've run
Bridges that we've built with our own blood sweat and tears
And with calloused hands and breaking legs we broke ground
Building
Tearing down
Ripping apart
Building
Smashing gla** and running through walls
With buised hearts on sleeves
We smiled those bloodied smiles and swore that we could fly
And we gave our hearts
And we gave our lives
And we gave everything
Building
Just to watch it crumble
Just to watch it fall
"And these broken pieces are worth more than..."
Let's ride until we can ride no longer
And dance until our bruised feet give out
Let's run face first into these same walls
Smiling those same bloodied smiles
Until our bloodied legs can run no more
For the sake of exchange
And the experiences that will make us who we are
The experiences we will never forget
Let's live life as if d**h and dying never existed
Let's live for the sake of living