Of what they are whispering

He: tear down my house, We have to play the script
whom: Didn't they the humans look at each other to see how easy it is to predict what they are thinking 
they: let us destroy the stage corners, so it doesn't become a stand for cowards
she: don't stop singing there isn't a sound left that could attract my grandmother 
pair/they: glory is the pursuit of the lowest of folks 
he: i became like a child wearied him to carry a weapon, running in your heavens to hold you 
she: i saw my parents gathering around that dish 
they/females: what are they saying when we pass through them to the unknown