Sounds of Silence Simon and Garfunkel                               # 012 - 2
 
 
Am                                  G
Hello darkness my old friend,
                                             Am
I've come to talk with you again.
                                     F      C
Because a vision softly  creeping
                                       F       C
Left it's seed while I was   sleeping,
               F                                               C
And the vision that was planted in my brain
           Am    C                G              Am
Still remains Within the sounds of silence.
 
 
Am                                           G
In restless dreams I walked alone,
                                           Am
Narrow streets of cobble stone.
                                 F        C  
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
                                         F            C
I turned my collar to the cold and damp,
                 F 
When my eyes were stabbed
                                     C
by the flash of a neon light
`                     Am         
That split the night 
C                           G             Am
And touched the sounds of silence.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
                                                                                                   
                                                                                                   # 012 - 2
 
Am                                  G                                                      Am
And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more.
                               F            C
People talking without speaking,
                                 F          C
People hearing without listening,
                         F                                     C
People writing songs that voices never shared,
                     Am    C                 G               Am
And no one dared Disturb the sounds of silence.
 
 
Am                                        G
"Fools!" said I, "you do not know,
                                     Am
Silence like a cancer grows.
                                   F                 C
Hear my words that I might teach you,
                                  F                 C
Take my arms that I might reach you."
             F                                         C    Am
But my words like silent raindrops fell...
        C                   G            Am
And echoed in the wells of silence.
 
 
Am                                        G
And the people bowed and prayed
                                       Am
To the neon gods they made.
                                         F       C
And the sign flashed out its warning,
                               F         C
In the words that it was forming,
F                                                                                             C
And The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
                        Am
And tenement halls."
        C                          G              Am
And whispered in the sounds of silence.