The Sound of Silence

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 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 It 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 No one dared Disturb the sound of silence.

Fool said, I do not know.

Silence like a cancer grows.

It's really cool.

And the best thing this artist could come up with was yet another version of, as a guitar solo version, of The Sound of Silence by, uh, Simon and Garfunkel.

Right.

Nice.

Uh, question 11, last song you listened to

that I actively chose was a probably, um, The Sound of Silence by Simon Garfunkel.

Oh, okay.

That's a great one.

Good evening.

So shall I have to play the song Sounds of Silence? 'Cause I'm hearing nothing from anyone with regards to the questions thus far.

I know that individuals have been hired to put together the mortgage corporation.

That is indeed badly needed.

And your own private business, you're making sure that's going.

So make sure too that the business of the country goes on, whether you're on vacation or not.

Technical operator, before I move on to the next one, find that song by Simon and Garfunkel, Sounds of Silence.

I can play that for several of the ministers.