Hello darkness my old friend

[Coopermania 1]

Ive come to talk with you again !!

[Airdriebear 0]

da da da dadada

i dont know the words but great song

[Coopermania 1]

Simon And Grafunkle?

yes Dan, great song

http://youtube.com/watch?v=uH4wkkbsHsk

[MaD CoW 3]

Hello, Hello

[Coopermania 1]

Hello, Hello

aye ........... it goes like that MC !!

[Coopermania 1]

Simon And Grafunkle?

yes Dan, great song

http://youtube.com/watch?v=uH4wkkbsHsk

love them coop, my dad listens to them non stop

i bought him Simon and Gratfunkle live in central park last christmas

Mrs Robinson is a great song aswell

good stuff Dan !! Youre dad must be an old bassa like me !!

[MaD CoW 3]

Hello, Hello

aye ........... it goes like that MC !!

Never heard it! <clack>

[MeAndMyWeePalJoe 17]

Hello darkness, my old friend,

Ive 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,

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 deared

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 whisperd in the sounds of silence.

[Coopermania 1]

Hello darkness, my old friend,

Ive 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,

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 deared

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 whisperd in the sounds of silence.

thats it Joe, spot on man !! beautiful song.

[zj22 0]

luv this song! sad but true! played it on the keyboard in school hehe

[trueblue1872 2]

Hello darkness, my old friend,

Ive 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,

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 deared

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 whisperd in the sounds of silence.

thats it Joe, spot on man !! beautiful song.

It's a fantastic song.

[CanadianGer 1]

dark song but so beautiful. Well suited to a drab winter evening just before I head out to say cheerio to one of my best friends here (who is moving to Montreal).

Cheers for posting, Coop. Great song.