Hello darkness my old friend,
I've come to talk with you
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobbled stone
Beneath the halo of a streetlamp
When my eyes were stabbed
by the flash of a neon light
I saw 10 ,000 people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
that are voices that never share
Disturb the sound of silence
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you
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 sign said the words of the prophets are written
on the subway walls and tenement halls
And whispered in the silence
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