Isn't it strange how princesses and kings
in clown-ragged capers in sawdust rings
while common people like you and me
we'll be builders for eternity
each is given a bag of tools
a shapeless mass and the book of rules
each must make his life as flowing in
tumbling block on a stepping stone
while common people like you and me
we'll be builders for eternity
each is given a bag of tools
a shapeless mass and the book of rules
look when the rain has fallen from the sky
you know the sun will be only with us for a while
while common people like you and me
we'll be builders for eternity
each is given a bag of tools
a shapeless mass and the book of rules
