The kicking
And pounding
Like an old
Rustic
Blazing hot
Iron Horse

And the revolutions
Over and over again
They scream like an orchestra
Through the night that was started
so silent

Treading
Breaking
Sinking
Breathing
Shaking
Trying
Giving­
Surrendering

And it's a work in progress
Safety
Security
Trust
Assurance

Combined
At what is now
The Architects
Finest work

And we call it our home
I call it our dream
And you,
my heart