Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
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Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
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Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
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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
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And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
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People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
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Disturb the sound of silence
"Fools", said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
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Take my arms that I might reach you"
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
And echoed
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In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
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In the words that it was forming and the sign said:
"The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
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And whispered in the sound of silence."