| Hello darkness, my old friend
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| I’ve come to talk with you again
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| Because a vision softly creeping
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| Left the streets while I was sleeping
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| And the vision that was planted in my brain
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| Still remains
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| Within the sound of silence
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| In restless dreams I walked alone
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| Silence like a cancer grows
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| People talking without speaking
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| People hearing without listening
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| People writing songs that voices never share
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| No one dared
|
| Disturb the sound of silence
|
| Hello darkness, my old friend
|
| I’ve come to talk with you again
|
| Because a vision softly creeping
|
| Left the streets 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
|
| Silence like a cancer grows
|
| People talking without speaking
|
| People hearing without listening
|
| People writing songs that voices never share
|
| No one dared
|
| Disturb the sound of silence
|
| The sound of silence
|
| The sound of silence
|
| The sound of silence
|
| The sound of silence
|
| The sound of silence
|
| The sound of silence
|
| The sound of silence
|
| Disturb the sound of silence |