Sounds of Silence
Paul Simon / Simon and Garfunkel
Am | G | Am | |
Hello darkness my old | friend, I've come to talk with you a | gain. |
C | F | C | F | C | |
Because a | vision soft | ly cree | ping - Left it's seed while I | was slee | ping, |
F | C | Am | |
And the vis | ion that was planted in my | brain - Still re | mains: |
C | G | Am | |
Within the | sounds of | silence. |
In restless dreams I walked alone, Narrow streets of cobble stone. |
'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 sounds of silence. |
And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more. |
People talking without speaking, People hearing without list'ning, |
People writing songs that voices never shared, No one dare: |
Disturb the sounds 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 word like silent raindrops fell - |
And echoed in the wells of silence. |
And the people bowed and prayed To the neon gods they made. |
And the sign flashed out it's warning, In the words that it was forming, |
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls |
- And tenement halls." |
And whispered in the sounds of silence. |