The Lucksmiths
The Lucksmiths
The Lucksmiths
The Lucksmiths
The Lucksmiths
The Lucksmiths
The Lucksmiths
The Lucksmiths
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The Lucksmiths
The Lucksmiths
The Lucksmiths
The Lucksmiths
The Lucksmiths
The Lucksmiths
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Sitting with you
Painting my room
I told you I was happy
You say "things are going badly"
But I am unsure
Bring me my hammer, bring me my saw
I'm going to build a boat for you
Bring me my hammer, bring me my saw
I'm going to build a boat, for sure
And sail away
And sail away
Indignation suits you so well
But it builds a wall
When are you going to smile?
Bring me my hammer, bring me my saw
I'm going to build a boat for you
Bring me my hammer, bring me my saw
I'm going to build a boat for you
For you are everything