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| Sound of Silence; Simon and Garfunkel song | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Jan 10 2006, 02:16 PM (388 Views) | |
| Psybola | Jan 10 2006, 02:16 PM Post #1 |
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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. |
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Denn du bist was du isst. The Nature Conservancy | |
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| Arvens | Jan 11 2006, 05:35 AM Post #2 |
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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.
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Support reading! Read to your kids at night. Classic Ranger Rick | |
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| Psybola | Jan 12 2006, 11:14 AM Post #3 |
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One for Psycho! Just replace Celia with Ivy! Celia (Ivy) 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 |
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Denn du bist was du isst. The Nature Conservancy | |
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| Inlé-rah | Jan 12 2006, 11:36 AM Post #4 |
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Messenger of Frith in-training
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*Stifles a snicker* :lol: |
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| Starlight | Feb 14 2006, 05:59 AM Post #5 |
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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. |
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"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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