The Sound of Silence

Hello darkness, my old friend

I've come to talk with you again

Because a vision is 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 walk alone

Narrow streets of Cobblestone

Neath the halo of a street lamp

I turned my collar to the cold and damp

When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light

That split the night and touched the sound of silence

And in the naked 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 dared disturbed the sound of silence

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 reach you"

And my words like silent raindrops fell

And echoed in the wells of silence

People bowed and prayed

To the neon God they made

And the sun flashed out it's warning

In the words that it was forming

And the sun said, "The words of the prophet

Are written on the subway walls

And tenement halls

And whispered in the sound of silence"