[Verse 1]
I came down from the canyon with a saddle full of spice
Leather boots worn thin from chasing every price
Traded silver for some secrets in a midnight desert town
'Til I saw her eyes—like lanterns—shining as the sun went down
[Verse 2]
I deal in silk and stories, maps and copper rings
Sell dreams between the borders, barter more than things
Saw him counting coppers, hands like calloused prose
But his voice—soft thunder—read the truth beneath my clothes
[Pre-Chorus]
Every trade has weight, every path a toll
But love, it don’t fit neatly in a ledger’s scroll
[Chorus]
We are tools of the traders, hearts packed in crates
Moving on wagons that carry our fates
But when your road crossed mine under moon-colored skies
We forgot our own names and just called it “Goodbye”
Still I keep one token, a kiss on my blade—
A compass that turns to the deal that we made
[Verse 3]
You left with the sunrise, scarf catching firelight
Left behind your scent like sage and appetite
I took to the road, but the world’s gone strange
Each coin feels heavier, each deal, small change
[Bridge]
I’ve sold to kings and strangers, traded blood for gold
But nothing worth more than your hand I couldn’t hold
And if I cross your stall again in some distant bazaar
Would you still read my silence like a well-worn memoir?
[Chorus]
We are tools of the traders, maps etched on skin
Crossed oceans and empires, but never fit in
And when our roads entwined like rope in the rain
We carved love in stone, then split it again
Still I wear your token, a word on my blade—
A compass that turns to the vow that we made
[Outro]
So trade me your sorrow, I’ll give you my flame
Two travelers passing, but never the same
[Verse 1]
I came down from the canyon with a saddle full of spice
Leather boots worn thin from chasing every price
Traded silver for some secrets in a midnight desert town
'Til I saw her eyes—like lanterns—shining as the sun went down
[Verse 2]
I deal in silk and stories, maps and copper rings
Sell dreams between the borders, barter more than things
Saw him counting coppers, hands like calloused prose
But his voice—soft thunder—read the truth beneath my clothes
[Pre-Chorus]
Every trade has weight, every path a toll
But love, it don’t fit neatly in a ledger’s scroll
[Chorus]
We are tools of the traders, hearts packed in crates
Moving on wagons that carry our fates
But when your road crossed mine under moon-colored skies
We forgot our own names and just called it “Goodbye”
Still I keep one token, a kiss on my blade—
A compass that turns to the deal that we made
[Verse 3]
You left with the sunrise, scarf catching firelight
Left behind your scent like sage and appetite
I took to the road, but the world’s gone strange
Each coin feels heavier, each deal, small change
[Bridge]
I’ve sold to kings and strangers, traded blood for gold
But nothing worth more than your hand I couldn’t hold
And if I cross your stall again in some distant bazaar
Would you still read my silence like a well-worn memoir?
[Chorus]
We are tools of the traders, maps etched on skin
Crossed oceans and empires, but never fit in
And when our roads entwined like rope in the rain
We carved love in stone, then split it again
Still I wear your token, a word on my blade—
A compass that turns to the vow that we made
[Outro]
So trade me your sorrow, I’ll give you my flame
Two travelers passing, but never the same