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The Sound of Silence 
Medium
by Simon and Garfunkel
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Hello, darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision creeping
its seeds I was sleeping
And the vision
That was planted in my brain
remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
Beneath the halo of a lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my were stabbed
By the of a light
split the night
And the of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices share...
And no one dare
the sound of silence.
Fools, said I, you do not know
Silence like a grows.
Hear my words that I teach you,
my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed in the of silence.
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said: The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And halls,
And whisper'd in the sound of silence.
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision creeping
its seeds I was sleeping
And the vision
That was planted in my brain
remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
Beneath the halo of a lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my were stabbed
By the of a light
split the night
And the of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices share...
And no one dare
the sound of silence.
Fools, said I, you do not know
Silence like a grows.
Hear my words that I teach you,
my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed in the of silence.
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said: The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And halls,
And whisper'd in the sound of silence.
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