Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk to you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds when I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sounds of silence

And all the nights I walked alone
Down the streets of cobblestone
Beneath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
But what I saw there was the flash of a neon light
It hit the night
That split the sounds of silence

People line up even now
I wanna tell 'em where to go
Well, take my ears that I might hear you
Take my arms that I might reach you
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls"
Whispered sounds of silence

Yeah, they're the sounds of silence
Within the sounds of silence