^Am Hello darkness, my old ^Gfriend, I've come to talk with you ^Amagain, Because a vision soft^Fly creep^Cing, Left its seeds while I ^Fwas slee^Cping, And the ^Fvision that was planted in my ^Cbrain Still remain^C/Bs ^{Am C}Within the s^Gound of s^Amilence.

In restless dreams I walked a^Glone Narrow streets of cobble^Amstone, 'neath the halo of ^Fa street ^Clamp, I turned my collar to the ^Fcold and ^Cdamp When my ^Feyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon ^Clight That split the night^{C/B Am} A^Cnd touched the ^Gsound of ^Amsilence.

And in the naked light I ^Gsaw Ten thousand people, maybe ^Ammore. People talking with^Fout spea^Cking, People hearing with^Fout liste^Cning, People writing ^Fsongs that voices never ^Cshare And no one dar^C/Be ^{Am C}Disturb the ^Gsound of ^Amsilence.

Fools said I, you do not ^Gknow Silence like a cancer ^Amgrows. Hear my words that I ^Fmight teach ^Cyou, Take my arms that I ^Fmight reach ^Cyou. But my ^Fwords like silent raindrops ^Cfell^C/B, ^Am And^C echoed In the ^Gwells of ^Amsilence

And the people bowed and ^Gprayed To the neon God they ^Ammade. And the sign flashed out ^Fits war^Cning, In the words that it w^Fas for^Cming. And the sign said, the ^Fwords of the prophets Are written on the subway w^Calls And tenement ^Challs.^{C/B Am} And whisp^Cer'd in the ^Gsounds of ^Amsilence.