The Sound Of Silence

hello darkness my old friend I come to talk with you again because a vision

softly creeping left its seeds while I was sleeping and the vision that was

What's planted in my brain still remains

Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone

Narrow streets of cobblestone

Made a halo of a street lamp

Turned my color to the cold and dim

When my eyes were stamped by the flash of a new 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 dare disturb the sound of silence

Fools I say you do not know

Silence like a cancer grows

Hear my words that I might reach you

Take my arms that I might reach you

But my words like silent raindrops fell

An echo in the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed

To the neon god they made

And the sign flashed out warning

In the words that it was for me

And then the signs say the word, and songs of the prophets are reading

And on the subway walls, in ten-man halls

And whispering the song of silence