In the times to short to follow
A man as cold as steel
A work that can only be swallowed
From a fire lit kiln

Now the times are heavy on their shoulders
For the people who pave our ways
No more running for the future
Cuz, the past is here today

For the son of a carpenter
I can feel your pain
For the son of a carpenter
Alone again

Decades of sorrow war and grief
Too many things going wrong
The land is wasted and time is running short
For their power is much too strong

For the son of a carpenter
I can feel your pain
For the son of a carpenter
Alone again, alone again

He has nothing but to be left alone
His hands and work should will
Be carried on
From a third generation son to a
Future grandchild, yeah, yeah
The son of a carpenter makes the whole world smile, yeah, yeah
Decades of sorrow war and grief
Too many thing going wrong
The land is wasted and time
Is running short for the work
Of a carpenters will carry on, will carry on, hey, hey, well...

For the son of a carpenter
I can feel your pain, yeah, yeah, yeah
For the son of a carpenter
Alone again