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.
Still remains within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I've walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
Near the halo of an east wind lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
by a flash of a neon light
That split the night an d
touched the sound of silence
I saw 10 ,000 people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
Those that I do not know,
silence like a cancelled rose
In my words that I might teach you,
take my arms that I might beat you
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the beyond that they made
And the sign flashed out it s warning
In the words that it was forming
the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
Whispered in the sound of silence
