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""Hello darkness, my old friend.
I have 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 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 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 share.
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.
“Fools” said I. “ You do not know silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might reach you”
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words like silent raindrops fell.
And echoed
In the wells of silence.
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neongod 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.” ""
""Hello darkness, my old friend.
I have 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 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 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 share.
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence.
“Fools” said I. “ You do not know silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might reach you”
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words like silent raindrops fell.
And echoed
In the wells of silence.
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neongod 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.” ""
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Vanhimmat
laitoin hänelle saman viestin...
muuten yksi korjaus:
hear my words that I might teach you :)
Upea kappale todella
..on the subway walls...
Joo, kaunistahan tuo on.. Mutta kyllä tuo reach on tuohon ihan sopiva. Ei musta teach sovi sanomaan. En tiedä kuka teksin on alunperin tehnyt. Siksi se olikin hippusissa.