Hello darkness my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again
Because the vision softly creeping
Left it seems while I was sleeping
And the vision that was blended in my brain
Still remains within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walk alone
There are streets of cobblestone
Meet the halo of a street lamp,
I turn my color to the gold and emerald
When my eyes were stepped
by the flesh of the neon light
an d touches the sound of silence
I saw 10 ,000 people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
Fools that are you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words and I might teach you
Take my arms and I might beat 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 each morning
In the way that it was Berlin
Are written on the subway walls
And tenor man holds and whispers
in the sounds of silence.
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