Hello darkness my old friend, I've come to talk with you againBecause the vision's awfully crippling, like I said while I was sleepingAnd the vision that was planted in my brain, still remainsWithin the sound of silenceIn restless dream I walk alone, narrow street, a cold stormLeave the halo of a street lamp, I turn my collar to the cold and dampWhen my eyes were stared by the first of a neon lightThat sped the nightIn thirst the sound of silenceAnd in the making light I saw, ten dozen people maybe morePeople talking without speaking, people hearing without listeningPeople writing songs, their voices never sharedAnd no one there, picked up the sound of silenceThose that are here do not know, silence like a cancer growsTake my words that I might teach you, take my arms that I might achieveBut my worst life's sadness will interfereIn a world of silence