The 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

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If I Never Sing Another Song

In my heyday Young girls wrote to me Everybody seemed to have time to devote to me Everyone I saw all swore they knew me Once

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From Souvenirs To Souvenirs

A lonely room and empty chair Another day so hard to bear The things around me that I see remind me of The past and how

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