'When the dust settles', by Maurizio campanelli (24-06-2026)

'When the dust settles', by Maurizio campanelli (24-06-2026) [Intro] The trench is gone now Back beneath the ground No flags in the wind No voices around The drawings are finished The sections erased The earth wears again Its ordinary face The questions that haunted The long summer days Have quieted softly Like distant remains And standing here now Where we once broke the clay I wonder what truly Was carried away When the dust settles When the noise is gone When the notebooks close And the work moves on What survives the digging Is seldom what we planned Not only understanding But who we became The stones taught patience The layers taught doubt The silence between them Helped some things come out Not every discovery Lived in the soil Some waited within us Through effort and toil We measured the past With compass and line Yet somehow the journey Was measuring time And every decision Each error and scar Became part of knowing Exactly where we are When the dust settles When the crowds have gone When the stories fade And the years move on What survives the digging Is seldom what we found But the way we learned To read the ground [Instrumental] Now grass covers slowly The place we once knew No trace of the trenches Remains there in view Yet somewhere beneath it The context still lies And somewhere within us Its meaning survives The earth keeps its secrets We keep just a few Enough to remember Enough to continue When the dust settles... We finally see... The excavation was never only history. It was us. [Outro]