«"The Sound Of Silence"<br />originally by Simon & Garfunkel)<br /><br />Hello darkness, my old friend<br />I've come to talk with you again<br />Because a vision softly creeping<br />Left its seeds while I was sleeping<br />And the vision that was planted in my brain<br />Still remains within the sound of silence<br /><br />In restless dreams I walked alone<br />Narrow streets of cobblestone<br />'Neath the halo of a street lamp<br />I turned my collar to the cold and damp<br /><br />When my eyes were stabbed<br />By the flash of a neon light<br />That split the night<br />And touched the sound of silence<br /><br />And in the naked light I saw<br />Ten thousand people, maybe more<br />People talking without speaking<br />People hearing without listening<br /><br />People writing songs<br />That voices never share<br />And no one dare<br />Disturb the sound of silence<br /><br />"Fools," said I, "you do not know<br />Silence, like a cancer, grows.<br />Hear my words that I might teach you<br />Take my arms that I might reach you."<br />But my words like silent raindrops fell<br />And echoed in the wells of silence<br /><br />And the people bowed and prayed<br />To the neon God they made<br />And the sign flashed out its warning<br />And the words that it was forming<br /><br />And the sign said,<br />"The words of the prophets<br />Are written on the subway walls<br />And tenement halls."<br />And whispered in the sound of silence»
«"The Sound Of Silence"<br />originally by Simon & Garfunkel)<br /><br />Hello darkness, my old friend<br />I've come to talk with you again<br />Because a vision softly creeping<br />Left its seeds while I was sleeping<br />And the vision that was planted in my brain<br />Still remains within the sound of silence<br /><br />In restless dreams I walked alone<br />Narrow streets of cobblestone<br />'Neath the halo of a street lamp<br />I turned my collar to the cold and damp<br /><br />When my eyes were stabbed<br />By the flash of a neon light<br />That split the night<br />And touched the sound of silence<br /><br />And in the naked light I saw<br />Ten thousand people, maybe more<br />People talking without speaking<br />People hearing without listening<br /><br />People writing songs<br />That voices never share<br />And no one dare<br />Disturb the sound of silence<br /><br />"Fools," said I, "you do not know<br />Silence, like a cancer, grows.<br />Hear my words that I might teach you<br />Take my arms that I might reach you."<br />But my words like silent raindrops fell<br />And echoed in the wells of silence<br /><br />And the people bowed and prayed<br />To the neon God they made<br />And the sign flashed out its warning<br />And the words that it was forming<br /><br />And the sign said,<br />"The words of the prophets<br />Are written on the subway walls<br />And tenement halls."<br />And whispered in the sound of silence»