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The Sound of Silence 
Medium
by Simon and Garfunkel
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Hello, darkness, my old friend
I've to talk with you again
Because a vision creeping
Left its I was sleeping
And the vision
That was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
the 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 the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing that voices never share...
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.
Fools, I, you do not know
Silence a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my like raindrops fell,
And echoed in the of silence.
And the bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the that it was forming.
And the signs said: The words of the prophets
Are on the subway walls
And tenement halls,
And whisper'd in the of silence.
I've to talk with you again
Because a vision creeping
Left its I was sleeping
And the vision
That was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
the 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 the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing that voices never share...
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.
Fools, I, you do not know
Silence a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my like raindrops fell,
And echoed in the of silence.
And the bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the that it was forming.
And the signs said: The words of the prophets
Are on the subway walls
And tenement halls,
And whisper'd in the of silence.
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