Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again, Because a vision softly creeping, Left its seeds while Iwas 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 street lamp, 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 share And no one dared Disturb the sound of silence. Best of SimonGarfunkel: https://goo.gl/W8YYWH Subscribe here: https://goo.gl/p2q9Ui