Karaoké The Sound of Silence Tom Ball

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

And in the naked light I saw ten thousand people, maybe more

People talking without speaking

People hearing without listening

People writing songs that voices never shared

No one dared disturb the sound of silence

And the people bowed and prayed to the neon God they made

And the sign flashed out its warning in the words that it was forming

And the sign said the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls

And tenement halls disturb the sounds of silence

Yeah

People talking without speaking

People hearing without listening

People writing songs that voices never shared

No one dared disturb the sound of silence