the carpenter holds the world in his hands
because he knows, what creation will bring
the carpenter, lives alone, he lives alone
because he don’t need me, he don’t need
anyone
I lay down in his bed, thinkin’ I am broken
and he puts me back together again, together again
you got alot of heartbreak in you, for somebody who always knew
but refused to recognize, well you know how hard I tried
the carpenter, knows the earth was built to break
cause he makes a damn, damn fine living picking up
everybody’s pieces, pieces
the carpenter, is blood and he’s soul
cause a man like him don’t got not use for
anything
anything more
I lay down in his bed, thinkin’ I am broken
and he puts me back together again, together again
you got alot of heartbreak in you, for somebody who always knew
but refused to recognize, well you know how hard I tried
the carpenter built the bed he rests on
and he don’t need me, or anyone
to hold
to hold it up
I lay down in his bed, thinkin’ I am broken
and he puts me back together again, together again
you got alot of heartbreak in you, for somebody who always knew
but refused to recognize, well you know how hard I tried
and I lie down in your bed, be leaving in the morning
cause you know
I lie down in your bed, won’t be back again
because you know, you know
you don’t need me, no, you don’t need me
or anyone
the carpenter
the carpenter knows
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