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
still remains within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I was alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
Beneath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the golden dam
When my eyes were stabbed
by the flash of a neon light
I split the night and touched
I dimmed the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
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 the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made
And the sun flashed out it s warning
In the words that it was for me
It said the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And in the sound of silence
And in the sound of silence
And in the sound of silence
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