Hello darkness my old friend, I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Lifted seats 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 cobbled stone Near the halo of a street lamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed By the flesh of a 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 dared Disturb the sound of silence Fools that I do not know Silence like a castle grow Hear my words as I might teach you Take my arms and I might reach you But my words like silent raindrops fell And echoed in the world of silence And the people bowed and prayed To a new god that he made And the sound flashed out of its swarming Hear the words that it was forming And the sire said the words of the prophets Are written on the subway wall When a man knows And whispered his sound Of silence It's impossible to stage this without truly talented people who roam the corridors backstage, develop concepts, arrange the music, put the stage and all technical together. Not only is Lexus Classics a celebration of music and performing arts, but also a celebration of friendship and relationship between sponsors and consumers. Lexus has been part of Classics from inception and had it not been for this renowned brand and trademark, it would have been impossible to stage this virtual concert. To Lexus, from all our artists and all the consumers, we thank you and we celebrate you.