Sound of Silence
The Sound Of Silence
Hello darkness, my old
friend, I've come with 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 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
shared, and no one dared
To stir the
sound of silence
Fool, said I,
you do not know, silence, like a cancer grows
Hear my words and I might teach you,
take my arms then 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'd made
And the sign flashed its 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 sounds of silence.
Posted: Do - Februar 19, 2004 at 05:09 Uhr