A Passage of an Old Song sounded like a message :

 

…..Cyclists who ride broken bicycles are Angels from the sky,

trying in vain to come between us

To bring us messages of friends and enemies who have been forgotten,

from the other world..

But the broken bicycles are useless in our times.

Only someone who can survive beyond the Reason is capable of hearing the voices of the forgotten ones

and turns them into sounds and shapes as he wanders in-between

Twilight and Dawn.....