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