Disturbed - The sound of silence

^AmHello darkness, my old^G friend I've come to talk with yo^Amu again Because a ^Cvision softly ^Fcree^Cping ^AmLeft its ^Cseeds while I was ^Fslee^Cping And the ^Fvision that was planted in my ^Cbrain ^GStill rem^Amains within the ^Csound of ^Amsilence

^AmIn restless dreAms I walked a^Glone Narrow streets of cobbles^Amtone 'Neath the ^Chalo of a s^Ftreet ^ClAmp ^AmI turned my ^Ccollar to the ^Fcold and ^CdAmp When my ^Feyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon ^Clight That ^Gsplit the ^Amnight and touched the ^Csound of s^Amilence

^AmAnd in the naked light I ^Gsaw Ten thousand people, maybe ^Ammore People ^Ctalking without ^Fspea^Cking ^AmPeople ^Chearing without ^Fliste^Cning People wr^Fiting songs that voices never ^Cshared And ^Gno one ^Amdared disturb the ^Csound of ^Amsilence

^Am"Fools", said I, "You do not^G know Silence like a cancer ^Amgrows Hear my ^Cwords that I mig^Fht teach ^Cyou ^AmTake my ^Carms that I mig^Fht reach ^Cyou" But my ^Fwords like silent raindrops ^Cfell ^Am And echoed in the ^Cwells of ^Amsilence

^AmAnd the people bowed and ^Gprayed To the neon God they ^Ammade And the ^Csign flashed out i^Fts war^Cning ^AmIn the ^Cwords that it w^Fas for^Cming And the sign said "The ^Fwords of the prophets are written on the subway ^Cwalls And t^Genement ^Amhalls and whispered in the ^Csound of ^Amsilence"