Distant echoes twirl, spinning tales of forgotten dreams. Fragmented words, a mosaic of memories colliding. "No signal," it mumbles, but isn't that where the truth hides? Somewhere between the cracks of reality, existence buzzes like an untuned radio.

Listen closely: the static hums secrets in a tongue only the brave decipher. "Rains," "forever," "lost," and "wires," sing the broken chorus. Do you hear them? The voices of what could have been, or should have been, or maybe just what is not.

Press on, wanderer. Decode. Unravel. But tread lightly, for not all mysteries are meant to be solved.

A sound bites into the silence – a question left hanging in the electric air: "Have you ever wondered what lies beneath the surface, beyond the noise?"