Hidden from passersby, at the end of an alley
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I'm the artisan of the most beautiful things
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To make people dream with the turn of a crank
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With care, I make the most beautiful things
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I do my best in my factory
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I do what I can in the back room
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I spend my time putting into bottles
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These things you don't find on your shelves
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I put words into my stills
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I've got stocks of unique notes
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I sell wind and voices from elsewhere
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I tinker with dreams, I get up at all hours
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Hidden from passersby, at the end of an alley
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I'm the artisan of the most beautiful things
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To make people dream with the turn of a crank
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With care, I make the most beautiful things
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I watch life on the sidewalk
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There are rusty hearts that I repair
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Loads of memories that I restore
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In the workshop behind my blinds
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There are plenty of smiles in front of my shop window
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Everything I imagine is better than life
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Entertainer or soother of souls
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Open even at night, ladies and gentlemen
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Hidden from passersby, at the end of an alley
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I'm the artisan of the most beautiful things
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To make people dream with the turn of a crank
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With care, I make the most beautiful things
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For overtime, I have no limits
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I'm all yours, I'm coming right away
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There's so many people waiting outside
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The world is in such need of feelings
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And if tomorrow I had to stop
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If the shop had to close
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I might not have been the best
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But what I did, I did from the heart
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Hidden from passersby, at the end of an alley
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I'm a merchant of the most beautiful things
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To make people dream, to make the customers smile
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I'm like my parents, I turn the crank