Simon & Garfunkel - The sound of silence

^AmHello darkness, my old ^Gfriend I've come to talk with you ^Amagain Because a ^Cvision softly, ^Fcree^Cping Left its seeds while I was, ^Fslee^Cping ^C7And the ^Fvision, that was planted in my ^Cbrain... still re^Ammains Within the ^Gsound of ^Amsilence

^AmIn restless dreams I walked a^Glone Narrow streets of cobble^Amstone 'Neath the ^Chalo of a ^Fstreet^Clamp I turned my collar to the ^Fcold and ^Cdamp ^C7Then my ^Feyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon ^Clight That split the ^Amnight And touched the ^Gsound, of ^Amsilence

^AmAnd in the naked light I ^Gsaw Ten thousand people maybe ^Ammore People ^Ctalking without ^Fspea^Cking People hearing without ^Fliste^Cning People ^C7writing ^Fsongs, that voices never ^Cshared... no on ^Amdared Disturb the ^Gsound, of ^Amsilence

^Am"Fools," said I, "You do not ^Gknow Silence like a cancer ^Amgrows" Hear my ^Cwords that I might ^Fteach ^Cyou Take my arms that I might ^Freach ^Cyou" ^C7But my ^Fwords, like silent raindrops ^Cfell... and ^Amechoed in the ^Gwells, of ^Amsilence

^AmAnd the people bowed and ^Gprayed To the neon god they ^Ammade And the ^Csign flashed out ^Fits war^Cning In the words that it was ^Ffor^Cming ^C7And the sign said, "The ^Fwords of the prophets are written on the subway ^Cwalls... and tenement ^Amhalls" And whispered in the ^Gsounds, of ^Amsilence"