Sounds of silence

Simon and Garfunkel

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 IN MY BRAIN
STILL REMAINS WITHIN THE SOUNDS OF SILENCE.

IN RESTLESS DREAMS I WALKED 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 THE NEON LIGHT, THAT SPLIT THE NIGHT
AND TOUCH THE SOUNDS 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 DISTURB THE SOUNDS 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.´
BUT MY WORDS LIKE SILENT RAINDROPS FELL,
AND ECHOED IN THE WELLS OF SILENCE.

AND THE PEOPLE BOWED AND PRAYED
TO THE NEON GOD THEY MADE.
AND THE SIGN FLASHED OUT ITS WARNING
IN THE WORDS THAT IT WAS FORMING.
AND THE SIGNS SAID, THE WORDS OF THE PROPHETS
ARE WRITTEN ON THE SUBWAY WALLS AND TENEMENT HALLS.
AND WHISPERED IN THE SOUNDS OF SILENCE.