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Sounds Of Silence 
Easy
by Simon and Garfunkel
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Hello darkness, my old friend
I've to talk with you again
a vision softly creeping
its while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the and damp
my eyes were stabbed by the of a neon light
That split the night
And the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten people, more
People without speaking
hearing without listening
People writing songs that 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 that I reach you."
But my words, like raindrops fell,
And echoed In the of silence
And the people and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words it was forming
And the sign "The of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls,
And whispered in the sounds of silence."
I've to talk with you again
a vision softly creeping
its while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the and damp
my eyes were stabbed by the of a neon light
That split the night
And the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten people, more
People without speaking
hearing without listening
People writing songs that 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 that I reach you."
But my words, like raindrops fell,
And echoed In the of silence
And the people and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words it was forming
And the sign "The of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls,
And whispered in the sounds of silence."
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