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
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
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 SHARED
AND NO ONE DARED
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
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
THEN THE SIGN SAID
THE WORDS OF THE
PROPHETS ARE WRITTEN
ON THE SUBWAY WALLS
IN TENEMENT HALLS
AND WHISPERED IN THE
SOUND OF SILENCE