Hello darkness my old friend. I've come to talk with you again because the vision softly creeping. Left its scenes while i was sleeping. And the vision that was planted in my brain still remain. Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams i walked alone, on narrow streets of cobblestone. Meets the halo of a streamline. I turned my colour to a colden down. When my eyes where still by the flash of a neon light. But split the night, and touch the sound if silence.
And in the naked light i saw 10,000 people maybe more. People talking without speaking. People hearing without listening. People wrighting songs and voices never share. And no one dare disturb the sound of silence.
For say i you do not know. Silence like a cancer grows. In my word that I'd teach you take my arms and i might reach you. Mark my words. Like silent raindrops fell. And echoed and welles of silence.
And the people bounded grey. To the neon guard of they man. In the sidelash Out is falling. And the words that it was forming. In the silence and the word on the proferts Are being in the subway waltz. And tediment heart and whisper in the sound of silence.
