The Sound of Silence
Hello darkness, my old friend
- 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
- 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 saw
- Ten thousand people, maybe more
- People talking without speaking
- People hearing without listening
- People writing songs that voices never shared
- 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
- Then the sign said
- "The words on the prophets are written
- On the subway walls in tenement halls"
- And whispered in the sound of silence
Comments 1
Such an amazing voice