this is it now; everybody get down
I can't talk to you when you're like this, when your eyes are harsh and sure and your ears are filled with a recording that I can't hear. How are you supposed to understand when the only thing you hear is "you're wrong, you're wrong" and all I've got are stutters and logic to back it up? How do I compete with supposed omniscience when all I am myself is a brief ripple in time, a quiet sigh that no one will remember two years after I'm gone? I know I'm not original, you don't have to remind me, but do you really think I'm doing this to be someone who stands apart from the crowd? Me, who can't talk to store clerks and can't ask for directions? I can only tell you what I know and all I can do is listen, but this has to be a two way thing or nothing you tell me is going to register and nothing I tell you will click- and wasn't that what it's all about in the first place? Maybe it wasn't. And maybe that's the point you're trying to make.