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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.



The Sound Of Silence