"Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash 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 said i, you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
In the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said, the words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whispered in the sounds of silence."
- Simon & Garfunkel.
This is a powerful song. Like many songs, everyone may gather something different from the next person. This songs sends chills up my spin, from the haunting sound of Paul Simon's voice to the soft sounds of the music. When I hear it, I am filled with emotion. I can not help but sing along with the chilling lyrics. Its mesmerizing, the feeling I receive when I listen to this song. I do have a side of me that is a recluse. Songs like these are the soundtrack to my reclusive lifestyle. Simon & Garfunkel are one of my favourite bands for prosaically these reasons.