Sound of Silence

Artist - Simon and 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 dare
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,
whisper'd in the sound
of silence.