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Sound of Silence; Simon and Garfunkel song
Topic Started: Jan 10 2006, 02:16 PM (388 Views)
Psybola
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Very similar to Bright eyes, it almost fits watership down!:

Sound of Silence

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 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 sign said, "The words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls."
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.
Denn du bist was du isst.
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Dry humor galore.
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Indeed, a lot of the duo's songs are pretty philosophical. I'm not sure every verse would work...the part in the town in particular with the cobblestones and streetlamps, but the rest, yeah, could be used in WD. :P
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Psybola
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One for Psycho! Just replace Celia with Ivy!

Celia (Ivy) :D

Celia, you’re breaking my heart
You’re shaking my confidence daily
Oh, cecilia, I’m down on my knees
I’m begging you please to come home

Celia, you’re breaking my heart
You’re shaking my confidence daily
Oh, cecilia, I’m down on my knees
I’m begging you please to come home
Come on home

Making love in the afternoon with cecilia
Up in my bedroom (making love)
I got up to wash my face
When I come back to bed
Someone’s taken my place

Celia, you’re breaking my heart
You’re shaking my confidence daily
Oh, cecilia, I’m down on my knees
I’m begging you please to come home
Come on home

Jubilation, she loves me again,
I fall on the floor and I laughing,
Jubilation, she loves me again,
I fall on the floor and I laughing
Denn du bist was du isst.
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OOhh! I LOVE Simon and Garfunkel!! I get chills when I listen to Scarborough Fair. Ha, I'm such a nerd...

"Old Friends" always reminded me of all the Watership Rabbits in their older years.

Old friends, Old friends
Sat on their park bench like bookends
A newspaper blown through the grass
Falls on the round toes, of the high shoes
Of the old friends

Old friends
Winter companions, the old men
Lost in their overcoats waiting for the sunset
The sounds of the city sifting through the trees
Settle like dust, on the shoulders
Of the old friends

Can you imagine us years from today
Sharing a park bench quietly?
How terribly strange to be seventy

Old friends
Memory brushes the same years
Silently sharing the same fear...


And the music in the interlude sound the just like the music in the "Bright Eyes" sequence in the movie.


"Life is a rose, either pleasantly fragrant or painfully thorny..."

"Why do humans always look to the sky? Why do you always try so hard to fly when you don't have any wings? We use what we've been given. We'll run, on our own legs, as far as it takes..."

~Kiba, Wolf's Rain
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