Sound Of Silence

	  		
   
   
Am                        G   
   Hello darkness, my old friend,   
                           Am   
I've come to talk with you again,   
                     F       C   
Because a vision softly creeping,   
                        F       C   
Left it's seeds while I was sleeping,   
        F                             C   
And the vision that was planted in my brain   
        Am   
Still remains   
           G        Am   
Within the sound of silence.   
   
                             G   
In restless dreams I walked alone   
                        Am   
Narrow streets of cobblestone,   
                   F        C   
'neath the halo of a street lamp,   
                          F        C   
I turned my collar to the cold and damp   
        F                                        C   
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light   
               Am   
That split the night   
                G        Am   
And touched the sound of silence.   
   
   
                         G   
And in the naked light I saw   
                           Am   
Ten thousand people, maybe more.   
                   F       C   
People talking without speaking,   
                   F        C   
People hearing without listening,   
               F                       C   
People writing songs that voices never share   
           Am   
And no one dare   
            G        Am   
Disturb the sound of silence.   
   
   
                         G   
Fools said i, you do not know   
                      Am   
Silence like a cancer grows.   
                     F           C   
Hear my words that I might teach you,   
                    F           C   
Take my arms that I might reach you.   
       F                           C   
But my words like silent raindrops fell,   
   
And echoed   
       G        Am   
In the wells of silence   
   
   
                         G   
And the people bowed and prayed   
                     Am   
To the neon God they made.   
                         F       C   
And the sign flashed out it's warning,   
                      F     C   
In the words that it was forming.   
                       F   
And the sign said, the words of the prophets   
   
   
    Am                    C   
Are written on the subway walls   
             C   
And tenement halls.   
                     G         Am   
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.   
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