Simon And Garfunkel — The Sound of Silence

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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.

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 sign said: «The words of the prophets

are written on the subway walls

And tenement halls

And whispered in the sounds of silence...»

My life is made of patterns

That can scarcely be controlled.

Tonight I'll sing my songs again,

I'll play the game and pretend.

But all my words come back to me

In shades of mediocrity.