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
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 eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
that split the night
