Em D
Hello darkness, my old friend,
Em
I've come to talk to you a-gain,
G C G
because a vision softly is cree-ping,
C G
left its seeds while I was slee-ping,
C
and the vision that was planted
G Em
in my brain, still re-mains,
D Em
within the sound of silence.
Em D
In restless dreams I walked a-lone,
Em
narrow streets of cobble-stone.
G C G
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
C G
I turned my collar to the cold and damp,
C
when my eyes were stabbed
G
by the flash of a neon light,
Em
that split the night -
D Em
and touched the sound of silence.
Em D
And in the naked light I saw,
Em
ten thousand people, maybe more,
G C G
people talking wi-thout spea-king,
C G
people hearing wi-thout listening,
C G
people writing songs that voices never share,
Em
and no-one dare -
D Em
disturb the sounds of silence.
Em D
Fools, said I, you do not know,
Em
silence like a cancer grows,
G C G
hear my words, that I might teach you,
C G
take my arms that I might reach you,
C G Em
But my words like silent raindrops fell -
D Em
and echoed in the wells of silence.
Em D
And the people bowed and prayed
Em
to the neon god they'd made.
G C G
And the sign flashed out its war-ning,
C G
in the words that it was for-ming.
C
And the sign said, the words
of the prophets are written
G Em
in the subway walls, and tenement halls,
D Em
and whispered in the sounds - of silence.
