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 WALKED ALONE
NARROW STREETS
OF COBBLESTONE
'NEATH THE HALO
OF A STREETLAMP
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 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