The Sounds of Silence

The Sounds of Silence - Jane Morgan

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

'Neath 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 dared

Disturb the sound of silence

Fools said I you do not know

Silence like a cancer grows

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

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 signs said

The words of the prophets

Are written on the subway

Walls and tenement halls'

And whispered in the sounds of silence