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
Meet the halo of a street lamp
I turned my color to the golden damp
When my eyes were stabbed
by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound
of si lence
And in the naked light
I saw 10 ,000 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
Fool 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 si lence
And the people bowed and prayed
to the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out it s warning
in the words that it was forming
And the signs and the
words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And whispered in the sounds of silence.