Hello darkness, my old friend<br />
I&#39;ve come to talk with you again<br />
Because a vision softly creeping<br />
Left its seeds while I was sleeping<br />
And the vision that was planted in my brain<br />
Still remains<br />
Within the sound of silence<br />
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In restless dreams I walked alone<br />
Narrow streets of cobblestone<br />
&#39;Neath the halo of a street lamp<br />
I turned my collar to the cold and damp....<br />
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Simon and Garfunkle - The Sounds Of Silence<br />
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