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The Sound of Silence 
Medium
by Simon and Garfunkel
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Hello, darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision creeping
its seeds I was sleeping
And the vision
That was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow of cobblestone
Beneath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the and damp
When my eyes were stabbed
By the of a neon light
split the night
And touched the of silence
And in the naked I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People songs voices share...
And no one dare
the of silence.
Fools, I, you do not know
a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might you,
Take my arms that I reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed in the wells of silence.
And the people and prayed
To the 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 halls,
And whisper'd in the sound of silence.
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision creeping
its seeds I was sleeping
And the vision
That was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow of cobblestone
Beneath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the and damp
When my eyes were stabbed
By the of a neon light
split the night
And touched the of silence
And in the naked I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People songs voices share...
And no one dare
the of silence.
Fools, I, you do not know
a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might you,
Take my arms that I reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed in the wells of silence.
And the people and prayed
To the 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 halls,
And whisper'd in the sound of silence.
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