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Sounds Of Silence
Easy
by Simon and Garfunkel
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Hello darkness, my old friend
I've to with you again
Because a softly creeping
Left its seeds I was sleeping
And the vision was in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In dreams I alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the of a street lamp
I turned my to the cold and damp
When my eyes were by the flash of a neon light
That the night
And touched the of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, more
People without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
the of silence
"Fools", said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows."
"Hear my words that I might you,
Take my arms that I might reach 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 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
And halls,
And whispered in the sounds of silence."
I've to with you again
Because a softly creeping
Left its seeds I was sleeping
And the vision was in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In dreams I alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the of a street lamp
I turned my to the cold and damp
When my eyes were by the flash of a neon light
That the night
And touched the of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, more
People without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
the of silence
"Fools", said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows."
"Hear my words that I might you,
Take my arms that I might reach 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 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
And halls,
And whispered in the sounds of silence."
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