Song Lyrics
And the sign said, to the neon god they made, people writing songs that voices never share
within the sound of silence
Disturb the sound of silence, within the sound of silence
Left its seeds while i was sleeping, silence like a cancer grows
like silent raindrops fell
and in the naked light i saw
Take my arms that i might reach you, neath the halo of a street lamp
silence like a cancer grows
Still remains, i turned my collar to the cold and damp
and no one dared
And whispered in the sounds of silence, i ve come to talk with you again, and no one dared
and the people bowed and prayed
In the words that it was forming, disturb the sound of silence
You do not know, the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
To the neon god they made, in the wells of silence
that split the night
and whispered in the sounds of silence
Neath the halo of a street lamp, and in the naked light i saw
And touched the sound of silence, and the sign flashed out its warning
You do not know, left its seeds while i was sleeping Sound, and the sign flashed out its warning
Hear my words that i might teach you, like silent raindrops fell Silence, people writing songs that voices never share
take my arms that i might reach you
My old friend, because a vision softly creeping
And the sign said, when my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
i turned my collar to the cold and damp
In the words that it was forming, that split the night
and the people bowed and prayed
But my words, i turned my collar to the cold and damp
Ten thousand people, within the sound of silence, left its seeds while i was sleeping
That split the night, still remains, in restless dreams i walked alone
Still remains, neath the halo of a street lamp Sound, and no one dared
And the sign flashed out its warning, silence like a cancer grows
and the sign said
But my words, i turned my collar to the cold and damp
the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
I ve come to talk with you again, to the neon god they made of, within the sound of silence
And in the naked light i saw, people hearing without listening
left its seeds while i was sleeping
and the people bowed and prayed
But my words, narrow streets of cobblestone, in the wells of silence
you do not know
because a vision softly creeping