I can't talk with you againBecause the visions of three, three painLeft me since while I was livingAnd the vision that was cramped in my brainStill remains within the sounds of silenceIn restless dreams I walked aloneAnd I was just a cloud of starsIn the hell of a hazy landI turned my heart to the coldAnd said, when my eyes were stiffBy the flash of a neon lightThis fifth of nightAnd that's the sound of silenceAnd in the naked light I sawTen thousand people, maybe morePeople talking without speakingPeople hearing without hearingWithout listeningPeople writing songsTheir voices never changedNo one didThis is the soundOf silence
