Hello darkness my old friend, I've come to talk with you again
Because the vision's awfully crippling, like I said while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain, still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dream I walk alone, narrow street, a cold storm
Leave the halo of a street lamp, I turn my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stared by the first of a neon light
That sped the night
In thirst the sound of silence
And in the making light I saw, ten dozen people maybe more
People talking without speaking, people hearing without listening
People writing songs, their voices never shared
And no one there, picked up the sound of silence
Those that are here do not know, silence like a cancer grows
Take my words that I might teach you, take my arms that I might achieve
But my worst life's sadness will interfere
In a world of silence