Hello darkness my old friend

I've come to talk with you again

Because a vision softly creeping

Left it's 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 cobble stone

Beneath the hallo 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 night I saw

ten thousand people may be 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

And the people bow and prayed

To the neon god they made

And the sign flash out it's warning

In the words that it was forming

And the sings said

the words of the prophets are

Written on the subway

walls and tenement halls

And whispered

in the sounds of