The Lowly Carpenter

Come neighbor, get ready to dance for your bread

My son, I was once where you stand

There's a beast with insatiable hunger

It's minions need crafters and skilled, working hands

Needs a fortress high in the hilltops

And we are the great, chosen crew

But I am a lowly carpenter, so, what have i power to do?

Oh, misery! Call us to rise up at dawn

To turn whey as fast as we can

We may be the mortar that cradles the brick,

but i am just one grain of sand.

And don't tell me i'm tossing the wretched

It only brings pleasure and pain

And we are all lowly carpenters, so,

Where we're taken is where we remain

And the master shall govern with unbroken backs

Look down from the top of the hills

You could cry through the night just as much as you like

There will always be towers to build

I coulda been more than some stone-dragging vessel

I could be more than their wood-cutting slave

But we are all lowly carpenters, so, what have we power to change?

And if you can't take no more, then get out of the way

For we've got a day to get through

We wire their castles, their prisons, and banks

Know their mansions from cellar to roof

We've got hammers, and wrenches, and chisels

We could destroy any great wall we come through

But I am a lowly carpenter, so, what have i power to do?