Two sides of a coin

They each feel they walk the earth alone

It's a story, about two men

But if we're honest, well then

Goldmund gets more pages than his friend

Right in the middle

Where nothing ever grows

It's a binary riddle

A zero one code

You wanna talk about trust?

You wanna talk about balance?

It's a two-faced deal

But always very real

Not a thing I can do

Not a thing that I can feel

Right in the middle

Where nothing ever grows

It's a binary riddle

A zero one code

I'm thе lightning strike

That's gonna hit you like

The massagе chair's electrical shock

I accept and I deny

The storm's calm eye

I'm a simple combination lock

Bet your lunch

Money now

But we'll decide

Anyhow

When the bell rings

Pick a side

Cause it's time for those two

To get down for a fight

Right in the middle

Where nothing ever grows

It's a binary riddle

A zero one code