st. peter's keys all bloody

		hello darkness my old friend
		i've come to talk to you again
		because a vision softly in-creeping
		crushed my mind while i was sleeping
		and the vision like silent cancers stay
		through nights and days
		and there was the sound of silence
		
		and the people bowed and prayed
		to the neon god they made
		and the sign said the words of the prophets
		are written on the subway walls
		and tenament halls
		and echoed in the sounds of silence

		help!