Sound Of Silence Akordy
Simon And Garfunkel
AmHello darkness, my old Gfriend,
I've come to talk with you Amagain,
Because a vision softFly creepCing,
Left it's seeds while I Fwas sleeCping,
And the Fvision that was planted in my Cbrain
Still reAmmains
Within the Gsound of Amsilence.
In restless dreams I walked aGlone
Narrow streets of cobbleAmstone,
'neath the halo of Fa street Clamp,
I turned my collar to the Fcold and Cdamp
When my Feyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon Clight
That split the Amnight
And touched the Gsound of Amsilence.
And in the naked light I Gsaw
Ten thousand people, maybe Ammore.
People talking withFout speaCking,
People hearing withFout listeCning,
People writing Fsongs that voices never Cshare
And no one Amdare
Disturb the Gsound of Amsilence.
Fools said i, you do not Gknow
Silence like a cancer Amgrows.
Hear my words that I Fmight teach Cyou,
Take my arms that I Fmight reach Cyou.
But my Fwords like silent raindrops Cfell,
and echoed
In the Gwells of Amsilence
And the people bowed and Gprayed
To the neon God they Ammade.
And the sign flashed out Fit's warCning,
In the words that it wFas forCming.
And the sign said, the Fwords of the prophets
Are Amwritten on the subway Cwalls
And tenement Challs.
And whisper'd in the Gsounds of Amsilence.
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left it's 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 teach 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 neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out it's 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 whisper'd in the sounds of silence.