The Sound of Silence

'Neath the halo of a street lamp
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
Silence like a cancer grows
Within the sound of silence
People writing songs that voices
And the vision that was planted
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash
And echoed in the wells of silence
Hear my words that I might teach you

And the people bowed and prayed
Narrow streets of cobblestone
And the sign said, “The words of the prophets are written
Never share and no one dared
Ten thousand people, maybe more
And touched the sound of silence
In restless dreams, I walked alone
In my brain still remains
People talking without speaking

But my words, like silent raindrops fell
Take my arms that I might reach you"
In the words that it was forming
And the sign flashed out its warning
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
On the subway walls and tenement halls

To the neon god they made
And in the naked light I saw
Of a neon light that split the night
"Fools", said I, "You do not know
People hearing without listening
Because a vision softly creeping
Disturb the sound of silence