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The Sound of Silence

Simon & Garfunkel

Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again;
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its 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 cobblestone,
Beneath 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 saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more:
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,

People writing songs
That voices never share;
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence.

"Fools" said I, "You do not 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 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 signs said
The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls...
And tenement halls.

And whispered,
In the sounds of silence.

Submitted on Christmas 2007 to Cordula Philipps.
Transfered to Cordula's Web 12/31/2009.
YouTube: Original from 1964.

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