| Day breaks and a single man
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| With one hammer and two hands
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| He begins with a nail and plank
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| Steel pushing through the wood grain
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| And all the racket he makes from this one man crew
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| Draws another man seeking to build, too
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| Now with four strong arms on one design
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| The mallets move along in double time
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| Hey brother, it’s time to put your hands on
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| ‘Cause we’re building a stage to stand on
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| Oh we’re building a stage to stand on
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| Getting taller and taller
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| From the ground it began on
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| And we’re building a stage to stand on
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| Oh we’re building a stage to stand on
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| When the day breaks again
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| The two men return to where they’ve been
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| To see the crowd of people gathered
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| With saws, ropes, and ladders
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| The cast of workers hoist and heave
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| And their labor sounds much like a symphony
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| So many heads and hands composing in
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| The last nails close and closing in
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| Then it happens
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| The pounding ceases
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| And on the land
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| A structure stands made from thousands of pieces
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| Illuminated, standing strong
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| The stage is finished now
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| Built for all to stand on |