The Sound of Silence (Eloff En Christoff Snyman) - Christoff/Eloff
Hello darkness my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left it's 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
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon God they made
And the sign flashed out it's 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
And whispered in the sounds of silence
