Simon and Garfunkel

America

Scarborough fair

The sound of silence

( with lyrics )

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 that split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw
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

“Fools” said I, “You do not know silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might reach 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 flashed out its warning.
In the words that it was forming,
And the sign said
“The words of prophets are written on the subway walls and tenement halls”
and whispering in the sounds of silence

 

Bridge over troubled water