 鲜花( 152)  鸡蛋( 1)
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9hUy9ePyo6Q
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0 O. L' Z$ |3 rHello darkness, my old friend,: @* K2 g8 |2 K' P6 t
Ive come to talk with you again,
; {9 ~. ~2 i2 p2 y. o5 F2 CBecause a vision softly creeping,: s) B( E& [5 Y: c) t: t! K
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,0 p. O& B( n3 Z ]" _$ _
And the vision that was planted in my brain7 L) n1 R" i# R$ ]% G6 h
Still remains
: d }- i8 |! E. Z0 S2 cWithin the sound of silence.
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4 s( c, X- f& c' hIn restless dreams I walked alone Z+ x% j7 R0 J& l3 ]
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
1 i h4 ~4 `8 _ oneath the halo of a street lamp,
4 o! N; {/ O+ T9 }) ~I turned my collar to the cold and damp$ l: J2 }4 @ v/ c/ m
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of" r; k7 G0 X" ]# t; e e. S
A neon light7 V, L- `$ F' J& h
That split the night
3 s$ t3 ~5 @0 j* I/ l: X0 qAnd touched the sound of silence.
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: d! Z5 m5 D t8 k5 L6 UAnd in the naked light I saw
4 N: K5 X7 {' l) z$ fTen thousand people, maybe more.: c3 L" s2 [( W5 n4 q" ]
People talking without speaking,
) ]+ t) K7 j' a& F0 s) {/ sPeople hearing without listening,1 p. D$ X! Q% F
People writing songs that voices never share7 v0 Z: x/ n) p5 T% g& M
And no one deared$ ?4 P% p2 w4 C7 P' X( T1 r' H5 K: M
Disturb the sound of silence.( F2 C2 |+ k) {. F' A1 L* Y: A
* j! I' C1 k7 z) K+ O* GFools said i,you do not know
+ |: T" P7 b d" k9 W+ USilence like a cancer grows.) ^; y6 u% l9 @9 d# E, s, D1 j
Hear my words that I might teach you,4 b/ z. q6 ]% M: Y* p8 f. s' Q m
Take my arms that I might reach you., c6 h& C% }; V2 O. B6 w7 s
But my words like silent raindrops fell,% G2 m- @0 J' Q0 l& G! h( a- h( T
And echoed
" W5 M: A3 P! f/ C! W; eIn the wells of silence
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+ C' n6 ` {2 a+ sAnd the people bowed and prayed5 U( J/ G! D/ e. P) I
To the neon God they made.+ q) g7 Y. |' R, Z% O
And the sign flashed out its warning,4 O5 |- V1 a1 R# ?4 u
In the words that it was forming.
/ r8 X. I/ `. L- j2 d) _1 @- ~And the signs said, the words of the prophets
. f. X1 i7 x8 T$ h+ L4 B' uAre written on the subway walls% i4 y4 ^* c7 u0 Q% q: l
And tenement halls.1 |$ D! _- S3 o9 q3 R3 d
And whisperd in the sounds of silence. |
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