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Paul Simon & Garfunkel



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The sound of silence


Lam                     Sol
Hello darkness my old friend,
                         Lam
I've come to talk with you again.
          Do        Fa       Do
Because a vision softly creeping
                   Fa         Do
Left it's seed while I was sleeping,
            Fa                      Do          Lam
And the vision that was planted in my brain still remains
    Do          Sol      Lam
Within the sounds of silence.
 
Lam                     Sol
In restless dreams I walked alone,
                        Lam
Narrow streets of cobble stone.
         Do          Fa       Do
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
                       Fa         Do
I turned my collar to the cold and damp,
           Fa                             Do
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
             Lam         Do        Sol           Lam
That split the night and touched the sounds of silence
 
Lam                   Sol
And in the naked light I saw
                     Lam
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
          Do         Fa     Do
People talking without speaking,
                Fa     Do
People hearing without listening,
           Fa                        Do
People writing songs that voices never shared,
        Lam           Do     Sol     Lam
And no one dared Disturb the sounds of silence.
 
Lam                 Sol
"Fools!" said I, "you do not know,
                Lam
Silence like a cancer grows.
           Do         Fa       Do
Hear my words that I might teach you,
                   Fa         Do
Take my arms that I might reach you."
        Fa                       Do
But my words like silent raindrops fell...
     Lam         Do        Sol      Lam
And echoed in the wells of silence.
 
Lam                 Sol
And the people bowed and prayed
                     Lam
To the neon gods they made.
          Do        Fa       Do
And the sign flashed out its warning,
                 Fa         Do
In the words that it was forming,
          Fa             
And the sign said,
                                         Do
"The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
                Lam
And tenement halls."
    Do          Sol            Lam
And whispered in the sounds of silence