2.- THE SOUND OF SILENCE
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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
1.2.-because a vision softly creeping,left its seeds while I was sleeping
1.3.-and the vision that wasplanted in my
brain still remains within
the sound of silence
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
that split the night and touched the sound of silence.
ten thousand people, maybe more.
people talking without speaking
people hearing without listening
people writing songs that voices never share
and no one dare disturb the sound of silence
hear my words that I might teach you
take my arms that I might reach you
but my words like silent raindrops fell
and echoed in the wells of silence
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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 sounds of silence
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