sound of silence
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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 walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
Beneath 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 signs said: \"The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls,
And whisper'd in the sound of silence.\"
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I have the tune humming in my head when I started to read it.(lol) Take care. TT
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Personally I think these 2 should go a long way
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NMj8LGtKbKs
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This song for me conveys my deep inner feelings and ther struggle against depression and anxiety. to try and explain further I will attempt to explain it verse by verse:
1. Hello, darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
2.Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
3.And the vision
That was planted in my brain
4.Still remains
Within the sound of silence
1. My depression as returned again.
2. It came without warning, fell asleep feeling ok, woke feeling depressed.
3. the vison was planted many many years ago possibly during childhood.
4. My past 'bad' life experiences have never really left me and from time to time they show themselves and so my depression starts up again. Within the sound of silence for me means no one can help me overcome this depression - only me and my constant battle to be cured.
1.In restless dreams I walked alone
2.Narrow streets of cobblestone
3.Beneath the halo of a street lamp
4.I turned my collar to the cold and damp
5.When my eyes were stabbed
By the flash of a neon light
That split the night
6.And touched the sound of silence
1. These dreams are actually my waking moments and not my sleeping moments. It's like I am asleep and my life is just a dream and I'm looking in on myself. People go about their lives and I'm invisible, people just pass me by.
4. I wrap my arms around my whole body, knees dran to my chest and sit alone in what appears to be a cold and dark place.
5. someone spoke to me and asked how I am feeling - I can't tell anyone how I'm feeling because you can't put depression into words.
6. someone almost reached me but they let go too soon.
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.
In this verse it says I can see and hear people, people try and reach me but due to the lack of understanding about depression people are too scared to really try and communicate with me. So they daren't dig too deep and disturb the dark hole that I am in.
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.
In this verse its saying people who have never suffered from depression haven't got a clue and many times will say 'pull yourself together'. And so the depression grows deeper. I want to tell them, show them what my world is like but you can't explain depression - you can't put depression into words so the words remain unsaid and echo only in my head my well of silence - I'm trapped.
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 signs said: \"The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls,
And whisper'd in the sound of silence.\"
The people who bow and pray are the people who want to help but dont know how to. they are as helpless as I am.
I have suffered depression for as many years as I can remember, not every day of every year. It can leave me alone for several years although it remains lurking in the sound of silence - meaning i have to keep busy all the time - I can't afford to allow myself one minute of peace or relaxation because that will allow the darkness to creep back in - the voices of friends and family then become words - they have no meaning - like their lips move but I can't hear what they are saying because I'm back in the sounds of silence - unreachable.
Melbi xxx
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