Am G
Hello darkness my old friend
Am
I’ve come to talk with you again
C F C
Because a vision softly creeping
C F C
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
F C
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Am
Still remains
C G Am
Within the sound of silence…
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of Coblestone
Near 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…
Fool 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 words like silent rain drops fell
And echoed
In the wells of silence…
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made
And the signs flashed out its warning
In the words that I was forming
And the signs said the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
and tenement halls
And whispered in the sound of silence
Hello darkness my old friend
Am
I’ve come to talk with you again
C F C
Because a vision softly creeping
C F C
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
F C
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Am
Still remains
C G Am
Within the sound of silence…
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of Coblestone
Near 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…
Fool 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 words like silent rain drops fell
And echoed
In the wells of silence…
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made
And the signs flashed out its warning
In the words that I was forming
And the signs said the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
and tenement halls
And whispered in the sound of silence