Answer:
Many have heard it, but nobody has ever seen it. It will not speak until spoken to. What is it?
I never was, am always to be. No one ever saw me, nor ever will. And yet I am the confidence of all, To live and breath on this terrestrial ball.
As light as a feather, but you canβt hold it for ten minutes.
What can't you see, hear or feel, until its too late. What shadows love, and shopkeepers hate?
This is in a realm of true and in a realm false, but you experience me as you turn and toss.
According to the music industry, you can count on a midnight train and the devil to turn up here.