Thick smoke in the air at Sherman contractors

Construction business, fairly unknown

Quarter to seven on a hot summer day

The workplace reeks of yesterday

Gilbert, Proverbial figure, voluntary deeply involved

His chair is empty! While the nerve-racking congregation about to take place

The buzzer pressed down:

“We need some coffee here Dianne!”

The door then opens

A letdown to the sight of an office clerk

A tiny shirt pocket, an half eaten pencil

Boiling forum, office knavery

Sherman senior shakes his head

Points his finger at the empty chair

On the long and winding road

Between the heart and the mind

By a tree I've found a door

That shows the Gilbert isn't coming anymore!

Doorbell cuts through the brawling in the workplace

Dianne standing courageous by the door

A signed letter in between her fingers, Sherman senior is requesting: “won't you read it out loud”

“Proposing to start anew

Scrap the old conception for good

Requirement for my return”

“Gilbert dropped a brick!” the boss said

On the long and winding road

Between the heart and the mind

As I walk towards the pier hanging to a thought

Before the drops become a rainstorm

I'll unlock this gate, Gilbert won’t be coming today

It seems that I’m here to stay!

On the long and winding road between the heart and the mind, I look over the horizon, a distant flash of light

Until the truth comes out I'll hide here, but you won't understand, Gilbert won't becoming again

This time it's good 'cause I am here to stay!

In conclusion: a brief downfall!

The senior chief spoke in the staffroom:

“Yesterday we've lost a hero”

Until the smoke clears, storm pass, ice break

I'll hide here!