Carpenter

Clap hands for stained ideas

There's many a carpenter turning wheels

Turning the wheels

But will they carve out anything real

Will I carve out a stained idea

Oh look at the crowd they're slumbering

Three minutes is three minutes in

Time means nothing when you're in embrace

Move over your place is vacant and displaced

You've left no trace

So lets take this time all we've got is this time

We are furious and bold

The time keeps ticking seems it's moving counter clockwise

I think I'm getting old

Move in close feel your heart beating with the pulse

Carpenter's hands calloused coarse beating with the pulse

Move in close feel your heart beating with the pulse

Carpenter's hands calloused coarse beating with the pulse

Move in close feel your heart beating with the pulse

Carpenter's hands calloused coarse beating with the pulse

Carpenter - A Northern Chorus