Simon & Garfunkle on the Sound of Silence


Hello, darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because 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…

People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence…

Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you.
The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sounds of silence.

— Simon & Garfunkle, “The Sound of Silence”