Hello darkness my old friend I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seats while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remain within the sounds of silence In restless dreams I walk alone Narrow streets of cobblestone Neath the hill of a bay, sweet land, I turned my color to the cold again. When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light, that split the night and touched the sounds 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 No one there, disturbed the sounds of silence For once said I do not know, silence like a cancer grows Hear my words that I may teach you Take my arms that I may reach you But my words, like silent raindrops Can echo in the well of silence The people bowed and prayed to the young God in me And the sun flashed out its warning in the words that it was for me The signs and the words of the prophets are written on that subway walls And heaven's hall And whispered in the sound of silence