[Verse 1] Too many projects on the go again Half in the shed and half in my head Something on the stove Something on the floor Something I’ve already started That could turn into more I see a busted old table You see a thing for the tip I see a better version If I can get a grip A broken bit of timber A weird idea at lunch A kitchen full of noise And a brain that never shuts up much [Pre-Chorus] Pull it apart Put it back wrong Sometimes that’s How you make it strong Hands dirty Mind switched on That’s where the good stuff Comes from [Chorus] Make the thing Bring it through What could this become If I let it move? Use the scraps Use the mess That’s what makers do best Make the thing Build it weird Use what’s close Bring it near Too many ideas And they all want through Make the thing Before it outruns you [Verse 2] Some make dinners Some make shelves Some fix bikes Some reinvent themselves Some shape clay Some weld steel Some just need to use their hands To know what they feel I know the type They’re everywhere Starting six new things Before the last one’s there Not because they’re flaky Not because they’re lost Because the ideas come quickly And they don’t ask what they cost [Pre-Chorus] Turn it round Test the weight Some of the best stuff Starts second-rate Bent nail Rough cut That’s how the weird things Show up [Chorus] Make the thing Bring it through What could this become If I let it move? Use the scraps Use the mess That’s what makers do best Make the thing Build it weird Use what’s close Bring it near Too many ideas And they all want through Make the thing Before it outruns you [Post-Chorus] Half built Half wild Half the good stuff Starts in a pile Not neat Not done Still enough To call it fun [Verse 3] There’s a kind of genius In the ones who try Who can’t walk past a problem Without asking why Who see the whole world As one big maybe And start pulling it apart Before they can help it, maybe Not every project finishes Not every plan behaves But that doesn’t mean It wasn’t worth what it gave A new way through A sharper eye A room a little different By the time they’re done inside [Bridge] Back shed Front bar Work bench Old car Sharp knife Bent spoon Good idea Too soon [Breakdown] More hands Less talk More making More nerve More mess No shame That’s how We play the game [Final Chorus] Make the thing Bring it through What could this become If I let it move? Use the scraps Use the mess That’s what makers do best Make the thing Build it weird Use what’s close Bring it near Too many ideas And they all want through Make the thing Before it outruns you [Outro] Too many ideas Too many ideas Too many ideas And they all want through
