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I looked it up in the dictionary It’s all about ordinary people Getting out there doing their job And that, through their humility, Is just how they see it. “Nothing special just doing our job” There are lots of folk out there singing Plenty of good songs And audiences willing to listen To every single song-smith artisan Then how come? – These are such special ones So loved by everyone Loved – Whatever you come from Filling the room and the heart Raising us – Tearing us apart, Putting us back together forever Listen That sound Surrounding and holding And totally tangible Never to go away Every woman and man Call out your love for them What do we say? – “Artisan!” |
