When It's Gone (It's Just Gone) - Lyrics - Carpenters

Carpentry is a skilled trade in which the primary work performed is the cutting, shaping and installation of building materials during the construction of buildings, ships, timber bridges, concrete formwork, etc. Carpenters traditionally worked with natural wood and did the rougher work such as framing, but today many other materials are also used and sometimes the finer trades of cabinetmaking and furniture building are considered carpentry. Carpentry in the United States is almost always done by men. With 98.5% of carpenters being male, it was the fourth most male-dominated occupation in the country in 1999, and there were about 1.5 million positions in 2006. Carpenters are usually the first tradesmen on a job and the last to leave. Carpenters normally framed post-and-beam buildings until the end of the 19th century; now this old fashioned carpentry is called timber framing. Carpenters learn this trade by being employed through an apprenticeship trainingânormally 4 yearsâand qualify by successfully completing that country's department of labour competency test in places such as the UK, USA and South Africa. It is also common that the skill can be learnt by gaining work experience other than a formal training program, which may be the case in many places.

Where's the word for the sadness Where's the poetry in the pain Where's the colour in the stain Where the tears have fallen It's gone, it's just gone Where's the method to this madness As we create this suffering And we do each other in And we still hold on But it's gone, it's just gone He says it's gone And he can't go on a living a memory Mulling it over endlessly Why is that so hard for me to see? He says it's gone And he can't go on trying to live a lie And when he cries I know it's over but I may never know why There's no face in the locket There's no place for the past I'll put it back in my pocket It was never meant to last It's just gone He says it's gone And he can't go on a living a memory Mulling it over endlessly Why is that so hard for me to see? He says it's gone And he can't go on trying to live a lie And when he cries I know it's over but I may never know why There's no word for the sadness There's no poetry in the pain There's no colour in the stain Where the tears have fallen It's gone, it's just gone It's gone, it's just gone Well, it's gone