Hello darkness my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
because the vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
Still remains within the sound of
In restless dreams I walked alone
Barrow streets of cobbled slope
Near the halo of East Midland
I turned my color to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed
by the flash of a neon light
And in the naked light I saw,
the town of people made before
People talking with their
people hearing with their
Fools say, I, 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
To the neon God they made
And the sun flashed out its warning
In the words that it was for me
And the silence and the words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And demon calls and whispers
In the sounds of silence you