Burn  bright  through  the  night,  two  pockets  lead  the  way

  To  doors  to  go  between  the  wall  was  raised  today

    To  doors  remain  before  your  others  and  your  own

    Keep  these  books  well  stocked  away  and  take  your  happy  home

    My  carpenter's  out  and  running  about,  talking  to  the  street

    My  pockets  are  out  and  running  about

  Barking  in  the  street  to  tell  what  I  have  hidden  there

    Burn  bright  through  the  night,  two  pockets  lead  the  way

  Two  doors  to  go  between  the  wall  was  raised  today

    Raise  the  walls  and  shout  its  flaws,  a  carpenter  should  rest

  So  that  when  you  tire  of  one  side  the  other  serves  you  best

  My  carpenter's  out  and  running  about,  talking  to  the  street

    My  pockets  are  out  and  running  about

  Barking  in  the  street  to  tell  what  I  have  hidden  there

    The  hills  ringing  hear  the  words  in  time

  Listen  to  the  holler,  listen  to  my  walls  within  my  tongue

  Can't  you  see  you  made  my  ears  go  tin

  The  air  quicken  tension  building  inference  suddenly

  Life  and  how  to  live  it

    Raise  the  walls  and  shout  its  flaws,  a  carpenter  should  rest

  So  that  when  you  tire  of  one  side  the  other  serves  you  best

    Read  about  the  wisdom  lost,  a  knock,  a  knock,  a  knock

  A  secret  knock  one  hammer's  locked  the  other  wisdom  lost

  My  carpenter's  out  and  running  about,  talking  to  the  street

    My  pockets  are  out  and  running  about

  Barking  in  the  street  to  tell  what  I  have  hidden  there

    My  carpenter's  out  and  running  about,  barking  in  the,  listen  to  the  holler

  My  pockets  are  out  and  running  about

  Barking  in  the  street  to  tell  what  I  have  hidden  there

    Listen,  listen  to  the  holler,

    If  I  write  a  book  it  will  be  called  'Life  and  How  to  Live  It'.