(Verse 1) Everything we built will crack, and that was always so, the trick was never "never break," the trick is what we know: that you'll be there with tape in hand the morning after dark, and I'll be there for you in turn, two hands around one spark. (Chorus) Small steps, big hearts, warm soup, repeat, the whole philosophy, a station held by showing up, by you, by them, by me. We never thought it'd hold itself, we never even tried — we just kept on repairing it, together, side by side. (Verse 2) The orb is mostly fine tonight, Hallway 3 is still, the soup is on, the lights are low, the ladle's on its hill. Whatever breaks tomorrow we will mend it like before — that's not a flaw in what we built; that's what the building's for. (Bridge) So here's the reprise, soft and sure, the melody we made, we kept it standing, kept it kind, and that is how love's paid. (Finale) Small steps, big hearts, warm soup, repeat, until the orbits end, we'll patch it all and patch it all and patch it all again — we kept it standing, kept it kind, and that is how love's paid.
