Hello darkness, Hello darkness my old friend 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 still remains With the Sounds of Silence. And in naked light I saw Ten thousand people may be more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening People writing songs that voices Never share and no one dare Disturb the Sounds of Silence "Fools!" said I "You do not know Silence like a cancer grows" "Hear my words that I might reach you Take my arms that I might reach you" But my words like silent Rain-drops fell and echoed In the wells of silence. And people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made. And the sign flashed out is warming. In the words that I was forming And the signs said: "the words Of the prophets are written on The subway walls and tenement halls" And whispered in the Sound of Silence. Ahh ahh ahh Mmm mmm ahhh aah oohh And whispered in the sound of silence...