by Tues » Sun Apr 30, 2006 8:41 pm
(...into the wee hours I shall work away...)
linked words – darkness, remains, light, night
Hello darkness, my old friend,
I’ve come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left it’s 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.
“The Sound of Silence” – Simon & Garfunkel
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