Harmonica_header

Key: F

Genre: Pop

Harp Type: Diatonic

Skill: Any

The Sound Of Silence (diatonic)

By: Paul Simon
Simon & Garfunkel
Key: F

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Hel-lo dark-ness, my old friend
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I’ve come to talk with you a-gain
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Be-cause a vis-ion soft-ly creep-ing
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Left its seeds while I was sleep-ing
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And the vis-ion that was plant-ed in my brain
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Still re-mains
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With-in the sound of sil-ence
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In rest-less dreams I walked a-lone
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Nar-row streets of cob-ble-stone
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‘Neath the ha-lo of a street lamp
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I turned my col-lar to the cold and damp
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When my eyes were stabbed
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by the flash of a ne-on light
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That split the night
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And touched the sound of sil-ence
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And in the nak-ed light I saw
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Ten thous-and peo-ple, may-be more
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Peo-ple talk-ing with-out speak-ing
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Peo-ple hear-ing with-out lis-ten-ing
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Peo-ple writ-ing songs that
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Voic-es nev-er share
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And no one dared
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Dis-turb the sound of sil-ence
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“Fools”, said I, “You do not know
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Sil-ence like a can-cer grows
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Hear my words that I might teach you
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Take my arms that I might reach you”
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But my words, like sil-ent rain-drops fell
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And ech-oed in the wells of sil-ence
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And the peo-ple bowed and prayed
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To the ne-on god they made
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And the sign flashed out its warn-ing
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In the words that it was form-ing
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And the sign said,
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“The words of the proph-ets
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are writ-ten on the sub-way walls
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And ten-e-ment halls”
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And whis-pered in the sounds of sil-ence

Lyrics

For tonight’s performance of the The Sound of Silence
Join us on the stage
To be the odd Garfunkel to my Paul Simon tonight
Please welcome mister Myles Kennedy
Now fire up those lighter and cellphone
And hold them it up in the air people, now it’s the time
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
‘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 dared
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 sounds of silence
Give it nice and loud for Mister Myles Kennedy