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 In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone 'Neath the halo of a streetlamp 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 sound, of silence And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people maybe more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening People writing songs, that voices never shared No one dared Disturb the sound, of silence