The sound of silence
Disturbed; Myles Kennedy Lyrics
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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
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
The Sound of Silence by Disturbed feat. Myles Kennedy is a powerful and melancholic song that reflects on the communication barriers that exist in modern society. In the first part, the singer invites the audience to join him on stage and introduces Myles Kennedy as his guest artist. He then requests the audience to hold up their phones and lighters to create an atmosphere, indicating that the time has come for the performance to start.
The song's lyrics start with the line "Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again," which beautifully illustrates the feeling of loneliness and isolation that people experience. The vision of the darkness that plants a seed in one's mind symbolizes the thought process of an individual that is trapped in its self-doubt, anxiety, and silence. The second part then describes the alienation of people in modern society, their inability to communicate, and the consequences of remaining silent. The singer expresses his frustration with the people who talk without speaking, hear without listening, and write songs that no one shares.
In the final part of the lyrics, the singer tries to break the silence by speaking up and urging people to listen. However, his words fall like silent raindrops, and his message fails to reach the audience. The song concludes with the poignant image of people bowing and praying towards the neon god they made, representing a society that has lost its way and succumbed to the power of materialism.
Line by Line Meaning
Hello darkness, my old friend
I have returned to my melancholic state, seeking solace in my isolation
I've come to talk with you again
I am reaching out to my own sense of loneliness, in search of comfort in this void that envelops me
Because a vision softly creeping
A premonition, a visual manifestation, a figment of my imagination that sneaks up on me
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
It sows its seeds in my subconsciousness while I am both defenseless and vulnerable
And the vision that was planted in my brain
The subconscious thought, dream, or vision that was planted in my head has taken root and continues to grow
Still remains
It persists and endures through the passage of time, reminding me of what was and what could be
Within the sound of silence
Amidst the peace and serenity that can be found in the lack of noise, the sound of nothingness
In restless dreams I walked alone
In a state of agitated and uneasy dreaming, I would wander by myself
Narrow streets of cobblestone
Tightly enclosed streets whose surfaces are uneven and jagged, whose nature makes it difficult to navigate through them
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
Under the light of a halo, a ring of light that illuminates but can also cast shadows
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
I protect my neck and isolate myself from the cold and wet climate that surrounds me
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
When the sudden and overpowering brightness from a glowing neon light pierces through my eyes and startles me
That split the night
Illuminating and rending the darkness into two distinct parts, the before and after of the neon's arrival
And touched the sound of silence
And interfered with the purity of silence through its visually stunning presence
And in the naked light I saw
Through the brightness of that light, I saw truth and unvarnished reality
Ten thousand people, maybe more
Countless individuals gathered in a single location, a mass of humanity that is as fleeting as the moment
People talking without speaking
People conversing in the midst of noise, without truly exchanging any meaningful discourse
People hearing without listening
People passively absorbing sound without paying attention or actively processing it
People writing songs that voices never share
People composing music that is never heard or performed, songs that exist without a tangible existence
And no one dared
No one had the courage or willpower to
Disturb the sound of silence
Disrupting the calmness that could be found within the absence of sound
"Fools," said I, "You do not know
I cursed and scorned those who failed to see the value in the absence of sound
Silence, like a cancer, grows
Silence is a disease, an ailment that slowly spreads and corrodes the soul
Hear my words that I might teach you
Listen to my words, in hope that I may guide and instruct you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
Take hold of my arm, in hope that I may offer you comfort and rescue you from your own sense of loneliness
But my words, like silent raindrops fell
Yet my words were like rainfall, landing with nary a sound
And echoed in the wells, of silence
They rebounded and multiplied, lost in the confines of the void
And the people bowed and prayed
And the people would fall to their knees and pray
To the neon god they made
But they were not praying to any deity, they were praying to their own neon creation
And the sign flashed out its warning
And the neon sign emitted a warning signal, a premonition of sorts
In the words that it was forming
Through the words that it spelled out
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And the sign dictated that the words of the prophets, the light bearers with a vision, were now written on the graffiti covered walls of the subway
And tenement halls"
Ghetto housing projects or slums where people dwell, now the home of the words that may illuminate their dark and dismal existence
And whispered in the sounds of silence
In a hushed murmur or rustling, in the stillness of nothingness, these legends would quickly fade into the pages of history
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Paul Simon
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@Indylimburg
Myles is an underated talent. That was a difficult harmony and he killed it.
@jasonwalker6825
Among musicians, he is very highly rated, it's why he is invited to do things like this. It's only ignorant listeners who underrate him.
@peddaz55
lol underrated? Everbody fuckin knows that he has the best voice in rock. tz...
@s6boystu
I mean let’s face it, Dave is a legend. Miles’s voice with it is just the icing on the cake.
@ShivKamalUpadhaya
He is not underrated. Baboons don't understand diamond's worth, only humans do.
@daveclinton4945
Not difficult lines, but hard to deliver them that well!
@JDWindtPlaysGuitar
I cannot believe I've missed this for 5 years now. Thanks Elizabeth from The Charismatic Voice for pointing me to this!
@pwn3426
my exact thoughts man.
@danecorser6994
Same here!
@elmo2you
And another one here.