"THE SOUNDS OF SILENCE"

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Greetings and Salutations to All my Kith and Kin and All the Ships in Outer Space:

For the best effect, please enjoy watching, in "FULL SCREEN" mode, my homemade amateur video recording of ME (!) performing, "THE SOUNDS OF SILENCE".
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"THE SOUNDS OF SILENCE"

Composed by: PAUL SIMON
                 (1964)

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 sounds of silence.

In restless dreams, I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone.
'Neath the halo of a streetlamp,
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 sounds of silence.

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.
No one dare
Disturb the sounds 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 sounds of silence."
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Thank you.

John Robert Mallernee, Esquire
Ashley Valley Shadows

Vernal, Utah  84078

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