Hello darkness, my old friend,^1500
I’ve come to talk with you again.^1500<br>
Because a vision softly creeping,^1500
Left its seeds while I was sleeping.^1500<br>
And the vision that was planted in my brain.^1500<br>
Still remain, with in the sound of silence.^1500<br>
---- Paul Simon , Garfunkel^1500