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
& 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 & Damp
When My Eyes Were Stabbed
By The Flash Of A Neon Light
That Split The Night
& 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 Share
& No One Dared
Disturb The Sound Of Silence
Hello Darkness
My Old Friend
I’ve Come To Talk With You
Again

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