(Amin)Because a vision soft(F)ly creep(C)ing, left its seeds while I (F)was sleep(C)ing,
And the (F)vision that was planted in my (C)brain, (F)still re(C)mains, (Amin)
(C)Within the (G)sound of (Amin)silence. (Amin77) - (Amin) - (Amin77) - (Amin)
In
restless dreams I walked alone, narrow streets of
cobblestone
Neath the halo of a streetlamp, 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 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, and
no one dared
To stir the sound of silence
Fool, said I, you do not know, silence, like a cancer,
grows
Hear my words and I might teach you, take my arms then I
might reach you
But my words, like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed to the neon god they'd
made
And the sign flashed 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, and whispered in the sounds of
silence.
