Passenger — Sound Of Silence

Well, hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping, left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain, still remains, Within the sound of silence In restless dreams I walked alone, Narrow streets of cobblestone Beneath the halo 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 And it split the night, And touched the sound of silence "Fools" said I, "You do not know, Silence like a cancer grows Well hear my words and I might teach you, Touch my hand I might reach you." But my words like silent raindrops they fell, And echoed, In the wells of silence And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more People talking without speaking oh People hearing without listening oh People writing them songs, that voices will never share Oh, 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." But can’t you see that we’re lost And thank you so much, for silence knows