Hello darkness my old friend, I've come to talk with you again,
In restless dreams I walked alone narrow streets of cobblestone,
'neath the halo of a streetlamp,I turned my collar to the older damp
when my eyes where stabbed by the flash of 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 share
and no one care.
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