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Hello darkness, my old friend.

I've come to talk with you again.

Because a vision softy 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 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 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 dare

Disturb The Sound Of Silence.