Hello Darkness my old friend

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

Beneath the halo of a street lamp

I turned my collar to the cold and damp when my eyes where stabbed by the flash 

Of a neon light

That split the night

And touched the sound of silence

And in the light I saw 

Ten thousand people maybe more

People taking without speaking

People hearing without listening

People writing song that voices never shared 

No one dared 

Disturb the sound of silence

Hear my words that I might teach you

Take my arms That I might teach 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 it's warning 

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 

and whispered in the sound of silence"