The Soapmakers

As they stirred Heaven, Earth
As they stirred Heaven, Earth
They combined to one
Saw people of all sorts
Keeping rhythm on an old washboard
As they stirred, I heard a trumpet call
And what the future holds
He said, The Soapmakers

As they stirred, I heard a trumpet call
And there were trees around
And everything was everyone
Dancing 'round in twos and fours
They combined to one

Caroling about days of old
In the middle was a big cauldron

And everything was everyone
That they kept burning, burning
And we are working, working
And each one was all
And stomping on the floor

And everything was everyone
And everything was everyone
And each one was all
And each one was all
That they were stirring, stirring

Who all these people were
I asked a toothless man