The Sound of Lying

My Fevered Brain ^ | June 5, 2009 | self

[DoorGunner]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9hUy9ePyo6Q

The Sound Of Silence Hello darkness, my old friend, Ive 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 whisperd in the sounds of silence.

The Sound of Lying Prince of Darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again. To say your prophecy came true You have more power than I knew And the words that you planted in my brain still remain: "They love the sound....of lying!" They never notice when I say something different every day. You knew those fools would always cheer, they hear the words they want to hear. And their brains.... turn into skulls full of mush when they rush: To hear the sound....of lying. It beats all I ever saw, A hundred million, maybe more: people hearing without listening, people feeling without thinking. People....who will always think I'm "cool," they are fools who love the sound....of lying Fools they are, they do not know that lying like a cancer grows. Every time they hear a lie, it's easier for them to tell a lie. And the lies start to sound like a ringing bell straight from hell They love the sound....of lying. And you made me bow and pray, when I became The One that day. though you told me what you were borning I didn't listening to your warning it didn't even give me any pause just because You are the father....of lying

[DoorGunner]

Consider the character of the original song:

1. It has a pleasant sound.

2. Many of the phrases have meaning, and

3. evoke mental images and emotions ("turned my collar to the cold and damp.")

4. The song, as a whole, conveys no determinable message.

Due to these factors, we tended to infuse the absurd/ambiguous words with whatever "meaning" best suited the spirit of the times, and our own wishful thinking.

DG

[alloysteel]

Life remains just as meaningless as it always was, for those who cannot or will not make the necessary sacrifices in their lives to find and interpret real meaning.

Getting smart is HARD.

[DoorGunner]

>> “Getting smart is HARD.”

“Experience keeps a hard school but a fool will learn at no other.” ~Benjamin Franklin

Whether enough of us will learn, before our nation is destroyed, is an open uestion.

DG