
2:22
The speaker delivers a vivid, poetic monologue describing a cold, damp night illuminated by a neon flash that splits the darkness. In this surreal scene, they observe a massive crowd—perhaps ten thousand people—engaged in contradictory acts: talking while the speaker is speaking, listening while the speaker is listening, and writing songs that remain unheard. The speaker reflects on the paradox of communication, noting that no one dares to disturb the prevailing silence. Ultimately, the speaker identifies themselves as a solitary voice amidst the crowd, emphasizing isolation and the yearning to be heard.










