I?ve come to talk whith you again
 because a vision soft creeping
 left the streets while i was sleeping
 and the vision that was plented
 in my brain still remains
 with the sound of silence
 in restless dreams I walked alone
 silence like a canter grows
 people talking without speaking
 people hearing without listening
 people writing songs
 that voices never share
 no one dared
 distrub the sound of silence