[Verse 1]
I'm a man
Building is my trade
I've been building for as long as I've walked the land
I'm a father
Building is my aim
I shape sons and daughters into things to come

[Verse 2]
But so much is yet ... incomplete
I was told I will die, and death is drawing near
Pipes, plaster, and people are no done
My work
Is not done

[Chorus]
It's the
Deadline of a lifetime
And the
Sight is running late
What will you do
She'll drain your smile
Can you make you true
What I've begun

[Verse 3]
If I could [?]
[?]
Only the ties my old age
But the floor does not seem to have an end
It is not donе
I'm not done

[Chorus]
It's the
Deadlinе of a lifetime
And the
Sight is running late
What will you do
She'll drain us [?]
All [?]
The white bell's chime

[Verse 4]
I will [?] in the dying sun
Or in the cold air of a bathroom draft
Guests bringing gifts, and I will cry
For I'll be built and complete at last

[Interlude]
It's the
Deadline of a lifetime
And the
Sight is running late

[Outro]
I'm a man
Building is my trade
I've been building for as long as I've walked the land
I'm a father
Building is my aim
I shape sons and daughters into things to come