Vārdi: Nevermore. Dead Heart, In A Dead World. 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
The sound of silence...
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp!
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
And touched the sound of silence.
It split the night...
The sound of silence...
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
Fools. said I, You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
And in the naked light I saw
People hearing without listening (listening)!
People talking without speaking,
System check!
Neon black!
In the words that it was forming.
The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And the sign flashed out its warning,
And tenement halls.
And whispered...
In the sound of silence.
The sounds of silence...
The sounds of silence!
The sounds...
Fools. said I, You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you
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
The sound of silence...
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp!
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
And touched the sound of silence.
It split the night...
The sound of silence...
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
Fools. said I, You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
And in the naked light I saw
People hearing without listening (listening)!
People talking without speaking,
System check!
Neon black!
In the words that it was forming.
The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And the sign flashed out its warning,
And tenement halls.
And whispered...
In the sound of silence.
The sounds of silence...
The sounds of silence!
The sounds...
Fools. said I, You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you
Nevermore
Dead Heart, In A Dead Worl
Nevermore
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