The Craftsman

A song about the creative process. Lyrics and Music by Joe Cuthbert Put together on Suno AI: https://suno.com/invite/@joecuthbert Video by Colin Jones: https://www.pexels.com/video/37148638/ Lyrics [Verse] Looking at a hunk of rock The ideas begin as a storm He discounts them one by one Until he finds the completed form He sketches the images then And things start to refine Incomplete thoughts find the bin Before he settles on the final design [Chorus] When he finds his flow Time stops mattering The only question that he has Can I make it a living thing The outside world fades away As he plays in the empty space His happiness is found in Each facet that he takes [Verse] Creation begins to clink and clank As he starts the subtractive storm Each move is thought out as he Carves his way toward the form Referring to the sketches again Each element is defined Careful to never go too far, he sees Glimpses of the form that he designed [Chorus] When he finds his flow Time stops mattering The only question that he has Can I make it a living thing The outside world fades away As he plays in the empty space His happiness is found in Each facet that he takes [Bridge] He struggles for perfection As he nears the end of the piece But there are always doubts He's never found perfection In all the works that he's complete The hardest part is when it's Almost time to walk away [Chorus] When he finds his flow Time stops mattering The only question that he has Can I make it a living thing The outside world fades away As he plays in the empty space His happiness is found in Each facet that he takes