Hello Darkness
Hello darkness we meet again
I walk the cobbled streets
Listening to the sounds of the raindrops falling
Watching people writing songs and poems through the sounds of silence
I see a neon light fly above the sky
While prophets of the words were written on the bus shelter.
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