Simon & Garfunkel - The Sound of Silence (from The Concert in Central Park)

Lyrics : 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. 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 dared Disturb the sound of silence. "Fools" said I, "You do not know Silence like a cancer grows. Hear my words that I might teach you, Take my arms that I might reach out 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 made. And the sign flashed out 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 whisper'd in the sounds of silence."

Simon and Garfunkel - The Sound of Silence (1966)

Lyrics : 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. 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 dared Disturb the sound of silence. "Fools" said I, "You do not know Silence like a cancer grows. Hear my words that I might teach you, Take my arms that I might reach out 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 made. And the sign flashed out 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 whisper'd in the sounds of silence."

Simon & Garfunkel - Scarborough Fair (from The Concert in Central Park)

Are you going to Scarborough Fair? Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme Remember me to one who lives there She once was a true love of mine Tell her to make me a cambric shirt [On the side of a hill, in the deep forest green] Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme [Tracing of sparrow on snow-crested ground] Without no seams nor needlework [Blankets and bedclothes, the child of the mountain] Then she'll be a true love of mine [Sleeps unaware of the clarion call Tell her to find me an acre of land [On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves] Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme [Washes the grave with silvery tears] Between the saltwater and the sea strands [A soldier cleans and polishes a gun] Then she'll be a true love of mine Tell her to reap it with a sickle of leather [War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions] Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme [Generals order their soldiers to kill] And gather it all in a bunch of heather [And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten] Then she'll be a true love of mine Simon & Garfunkel - Scarborough Fair (from The Concert in Central Park)

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