Frownland

Simon & Garfunkel - The Sound of Silence

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
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.

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We talk to you
Because these things slowly, creeping things, a vision
I sleep, out in the contract,
And the vision that has planted in my brain
However, it also
The sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked in line
Cobbled,
"Information about the Halo
I cold wetness on my collar
I wrote and published a flash of light night
Touched the sound of silence.

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