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The Sound of Silence 
Medium
by Simon and Garfunkel
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Hello, darkness, my old friend
I've to with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its I was sleeping
And the vision
That was planted in my brain
Still remains
the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow of cobblestone
Beneath the of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the and damp
When my eyes were stabbed
By the flash of a neon light
split the night
And the of silence
And in the light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
writing songs voices never share...
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.
Fools, said I, you do not know
Silence like a grows.
Hear my that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And in the of silence.
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming.
And the The words of the prophets
Are written on the walls
And tenement halls,
And whisper'd in the sound of silence.
I've to with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its I was sleeping
And the vision
That was planted in my brain
Still remains
the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow of cobblestone
Beneath the of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the and damp
When my eyes were stabbed
By the flash of a neon light
split the night
And the of silence
And in the light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
writing songs voices never share...
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.
Fools, said I, you do not know
Silence like a grows.
Hear my that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And in the of silence.
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming.
And the The words of the prophets
Are written on the walls
And tenement halls,
And whisper'd in the sound of silence.
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