Lyric

Stacking up, rock and wood and glass and all of me

Sticking out, from the grand green ground

Scraping the sky, until the sun slips into the dark

Building Dil

Stacking, sticking, scraping – that's all of me

Dig and pick and shave the curve

Cut and stack and weld it firm

Hold and cross and tie the rod

Pour and level and wait the days

Building Dil

Stacking, sticking, scraping – that's who I am

Building Dil

How can I change my world alone?

Building Dil

How can I change the world with you?

Building Dil

Can I reach you when I’ve built it up?

To pile up, pile up, pile up

To pile up, pile up

Day on day

To pile up, pile up, pile up

To pile up, pile up

Day on day

To pile up, pile up, pile up

To pile up, pile up

Building up my trust