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- Thread starter Steven Schelfhout
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Oh well whatever.
Hello, hello, hello
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
[...]
Hello, hello, hello
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
[...]
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 my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
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 my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I
still was a blind man
Though my mind could think
I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I’m dreaming
I can hear them say
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But I flew too high
Though my eyes could see I
still was a blind man
Though my mind could think
I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I’m dreaming
I can hear them say