Hello,
darkness my old friend
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
I left the seeds while
I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains with the sound of silence
In restless
dreams
I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobble stone,
Neath the halo of a street
lamp.
Turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed the
Flash of
a neon light split the night and touched
The sound of
silence.
And in the naked light
I saw ten thousand people maybe more,
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that
Voices never
share
No one dare disturb the sound of silence .
"Fools!" said "You do now know
Silence like
a cancer grows"
"Hear my
words that
I might teach you,
Take my arms that
I might reach you"
But my words like silent
Raindrops
fall,
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign
flashed out it's warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sings said
"The
words of the prophets
Are written on the subway
Walls and
tenement halls"
And whispers in the sound of silence
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