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 uh halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold
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