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 remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walk alone, through narrow streets of cobblestones
Be the halo of my street lamp, I turn my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the fire
A 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
Bad voices never share
No one there
Disturbed the sound of silence
Fools that I did not know
Silenced like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I'm not sure about



I'd teach you
Take my arms and I might reach you
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
An echo moored in the wells of silence
And the people bowed in pain
And the people bowed in pain
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said
The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
Tell them to pause and whisper
The sound of silence