{"id":111,"date":"2014-02-13T12:27:00","date_gmt":"2014-02-13T11:27:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/hetismooieenraamtezijn.wordpress.com\/2014\/02\/13\/the-sound-of-silence\/"},"modified":"2014-02-13T12:27:00","modified_gmt":"2014-02-13T11:27:00","slug":"the-sound-of-silence","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/smien.be\/index.php\/2014\/02\/13\/the-sound-of-silence\/","title":{"rendered":"The sound of silence"},"content":{"rendered":"
https:\/\/youtube.googleapis.com\/v\/4zLfCnGVeL4&source=uds<\/a><\/div>\n
Hello darkness, my old friend\u00a0<\/b><\/span><\/div>\n
I’ve come to talk with you again<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/b><\/div>\n

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Because a vision softly creeping<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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Left its seeds while I was sleeping<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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And the vision that was planted in my brain<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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Still remains<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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Within the sound of silence<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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In restless dreams I walked alone<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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Narrow streets of cobblestone<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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‘Neath the halo of a street lamp<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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I turned my collar to the cold and damp<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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That split the night<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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And touched the sound of silence<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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And in the naked light I saw<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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Ten thousand people maybe more<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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People talking without speaking<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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People hearing without listening<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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People writing songs that voices never shared<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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No one dared<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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Disturb the sound of silence<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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“Fools,” said I, “you do not know<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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Silence like a cancer grows<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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Hear my words that I might teach you<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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Take my arms that I might reach you”<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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But my words like silent raindrops fell<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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And echoed in the wells of silence<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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And the people bowed and prayed<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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To the neon god they made<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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And the sign flashed out its warning<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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In the words that it was forming<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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And the sign said “The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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And tenement halls<\/span>\u00a0<\/span><\/div>\n

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And whispered in the sound of silence<\/span><\/div>\n

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– Simon and Garfunkel<\/i><\/span><\/div>\n

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