F#m _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ Darkness
E my old friend,
Bm _ .
E I've come
B to talk with
F#m you again _ .
_ Because a vision
D softly creeping,
A _ .
_ Left its scenes while I
D was
A sleeping.
_ _ _
D _ A vision that was planted in my
A brain, _
B.
F#m Still _ remaining
A within
E the sound _
F#m of silence _ _ .
In restless
A dreams I walked
E alone, _ In narrow streets of
B _
F#m _ cobblestone _ .
Least the halo
D of a
A street lamp, Had turned my color
D to the cold
A of night.
When
D my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon
A light.
Bm That
F#m split the
A night _ and
E touched the sound
F# of
F#m silence.
_
F# _
E And in
A the naked
F#m light
E I saw, _ Ten thousand people
F#m maybe more.
_ People talking
D without
A speaking, _ _ People hearing
D without
A listening.
People writing _
D _ songs, And voices never
A shared.
F#m And no one dared, _
A To
E stand the sight _
F# of
F#m silence.
_ Fools say that I do
E not know, _ _ Silence like a
F#m cancer grows.
_ _ Hear my words out of
D my
A teeth, Hear _ my arms out of my
D _
A _ _ _ mouth.
But
D my words, Like silent raindrops
A fell _ .
_
F#m _ _
G#m _
A _
E Echoed in the _ wells
F#m of silence.
_ _ _
E.
A And the
F#m people
E bowed in prayer, _ To the neon
F#m _ _ _ _ light.
And the sign flashed
D out in his
A _ forename, And the words that
D it was
A forming _ _ .
And the signs
D and the words of the prophets Are written on the subway _
A walls.
F#m And tenement
G# A halls.
G# _
F#m Whispered _
E in the sound _ _ _ _ _ _ of silence.
_
B _ _ _
F#m _
C# _
F#m _ _ _
C# _
F# _ _
F#m _ .
_ _
E _ _
F# _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .