Emiliana Torrini - The Sound Of Silence

Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you with you again
Becauce a vision softly creeping
Left its 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 covered stone
Beneath the hallow of a streep lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of the 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 flash down it's warning
In the words that is was for me
And the sign said, “the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.”
And whispered in the sound of silence