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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 softly 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
of cobblestone
Beneath the halo of a lamp
I turned my collar to the and damp
When my eyes stabbed
By the flash of a light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked I saw
Ten thousand people, more
talking without speaking
hearing without listening
People writing that voices never share...
And no one dare
Disturb the of silence.
Fools, said I, you do not know
like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms I might you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed in the wells of silence.
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs The words of the prophets
Are on the walls
And tenement halls,
And whisper'd in the sound of silence.
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly 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
of cobblestone
Beneath the halo of a lamp
I turned my collar to the and damp
When my eyes stabbed
By the flash of a light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked I saw
Ten thousand people, more
talking without speaking
hearing without listening
People writing that voices never share...
And no one dare
Disturb the of silence.
Fools, said I, you do not know
like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms I might you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed in the wells of silence.
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs The words of the prophets
Are on the walls
And tenement halls,
And whisper'd in the sound of silence.
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