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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brandi Carlile
Brandi Carlile
Performer
Seattle Symphony
Seattle Symphony
Performer
Phil Hanseroth
Phil Hanseroth
Vocals
Tim Hanseroth
Tim Hanseroth
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Paul Simon
Paul Simon
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Gardner
Alex Gardner
Engineer
Martin Feveyear
Martin Feveyear
Producer
John Schluckebier
John Schluckebier
Recording Engineer
Brian Valentino
Brian Valentino
Recording Engineer
Joe Larose
Joe Larose
Assistant Engineer
William Brown
William Brown
Assistant Engineer
Andrew Detloff
Andrew Detloff
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walk alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed
By the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs
That voices never share
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence
Fools said I, you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you
But my words like silent raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming
And the sign said
The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whispered in the sound of silence
Is that not the creepiest, most beautiful thing you ever heard?
Tim and Phil Hanseroth, the twins!
Written by: Paul Simon
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