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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 creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision
was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless I walked alone
Narrow of cobblestone
Beneath the of a lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed
By the flash of a light
That the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices share...
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.
Fools, said I, you do not know
Silence a grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
my arms that I might you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And in the of silence.
And the people and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign out its warning
In the words that it was forming.
And the said: The words of the prophets
Are written on the walls
And tenement halls,
And whisper'd in the sound of silence.
I've come to talk with you again
Because a creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision
was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless I walked alone
Narrow of cobblestone
Beneath the of a lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed
By the flash of a light
That the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices share...
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.
Fools, said I, you do not know
Silence a grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
my arms that I might you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And in the of silence.
And the people and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign out its warning
In the words that it was forming.
And the said: The words of the prophets
Are written on the walls
And tenement halls,
And whisper'd in the sound of silence.
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