Sounds Of Silence (Simon and Garfunkel)

Hello darkness my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
because a vision softly creeping
left tis seeds while I was sleeping
and the vision that was planted in my brain
still remains within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone
narrow streets of cobble stone
'neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
that split the night, and touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I swa
ten thousend people maybe more
people talking without speaking
people hearing without listening
people writing songs that voices never share
and no one dare disturb the sound of silence.

"Fools!" said I, "You do not know
silence like a cance grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you.
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell
and echoed, in the wells of silence.

And the people bowed and prayed
to the neon God they made
and the sign flashed out its warning
in the words that it was forming
and the sighn sain:

"The words of the prophets are written
on the subway walls and tenement halls."

And whispered in the sounds of silence.

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