[Verse 1] A question is a hammer, the answer an anvil Sparks carve their traces on the steel “How can I ever do it well?” The echo fades against the wall Abstraction is a maze, concreteness the key [Chorus] Clank—Clank—Clank— Nails drive deep, fixing the fracture Clank—Clank—Clank— The hazy veil splits apart A question is a blueprint, the answer grows in the cracks [Verse 2] One hundred shadows, but fifteen gears Turn the machine, beating like a heart A single card designs a universe Even steel without a story Still trembles alive with rhythm [Bridge] Fear is rust, ignorance a shadow Hammer strikes reveal the scars Abstraction scatters into sparks Concreteness sharpens the blade Collision becomes vibration, the echo becomes a path [Chorus] Clank—Clank—Clank— Honest fractures kindle the light Clank—Clank—Clank— No need for a final answer A good question resounds like metal [Outro] When the iron gate closes, another hand knocks Clank—Clank—Clank— The answer is not a finished plan But a glowing ember in the noise of steel That ember runs through circuits, spreading wide And once again—it knocks as a question
