On a city street a man rants about god the devil and repentance Nearby people sit in a crowded restaurant Detached from those around them they eat mumble and fantasize without any passion or engagement A waitress apathetic recites the specials Two men literally pass through each other near the toilets These people have shelter and food but they arent alive The restaurant almost becomes a security blanket a place to hide from their crazy mundane and trapped existence The mad street preacher is a lone voice of conviction and delusion