A spoken-word reimagining of "The Sound of Silence" that replaces Simon and Garfunkel's melancholy with dystopian imagery: neon gods, silent cities, and a hired teacher addressing 10,000 dreaming people. Silence becomes a spreading cancer, humanity crushed between darkness and mechanized light.
In darkness my own friend, I've come here to talk with you again. Because a vision softly creeping, lifted seal while I was sleeping. I've come here to talk with you again. And the vision that was planted in my brain still remains with the sound of silence. In restless dreams I walked alone, narrow streets of cobblestone. He's a below-average criminal. I'll turn my collar to cold and dead. When my eyes were stared by the flash of the neon light, it split the night and touched the side of silence. My eyes, my eyes. In the middle of the night I saw 10,000 people dreaming all. People talking without speaking. People hearing without listening. People writing songs that voices never shared. No one dare to stir the sound of silence. What say I hear tonight? Silence like a cancer grows. Hear my words as I'm a hired teacher. Take my heart as I'm a hired teacher. From my words, thy silent raindrops fell. Echo in the realms of silence. And the people bowed in praise. To the neon god they prayed. Oh, silent night. Oh, silent night.
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