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.
Same old, nothing new really. I'm just reminding myself I got a blog and found that the first few lines from Simon & Garfunkel - The Sound of Silence was rather suiting for that...
