Here today, can you be here for them? These old buildings can't do anything other than be present.
They stand still day after day, sun bleached and rotting from neglect. That structure has a voice, can you hear it?
You have to want to hear it, stop being the one making noise and then maybe you will suddenly hear stories come out of them.
Tomorrow will be here soon and I want to hear from all of it. Will you be listening too?