THE SOUNDS OF SILENCEHello darkness, my old friend,
by Simon & Garfunkel
I've come to talk with you again.
Because a vision softly
Left its seeds while I was sleeping.
And the vision that was planted in my
Still remains within the sounds
In dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of ,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and
When my eyes were
By the flash of the neon light,
That split the night
And touch the sounds
And in the 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 disturb the sounds
'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 you.'
But my words
Like silent fell,
And echoed in the
And the people and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was .
And the signs said,
The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And whispered in the sounds