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 And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains within the sound Of silence, in restless dreams I walked alone Hallowed streets of cobblestone Beneath 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 And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made And the sign flashed out its warning And the words that it was phoning And the sign said the words of the prophets Are written on the subway walls And the love and sentiment of And whispered in the sound Of silence Thanks for watching!