Sat in my dark little quite world
Some one, tall dark and mysterious
Venturing around, shinning his flashlight
Stirring the darkness
Architecture unfolding, observed, documented
That new sound, unfamiliar and annoying
Familiarly becoming wanted, an undieing echo
Becoming
Light let in, the ruins
No longer dark and dusty
Still wandering these once lonely darkened ruins
chiseling at the still uncovered areas
Hitting the wrong place, using the wrong tools
All the progress, all that was
Crumbles
Light fades once again
