00:00Hello, darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again.
00:16Because a vision softly creeping, Left to seize while I was sleeping.
00:24And a vision that was planted in my brain, Still remains, And hear the sound of sun.
00:41This is true that I was sleeping on a stone, The hero of a street lamp,
00:54I came to talk with you a golden day, Where my eyes were straight, And I'm afraid I'm showing me your life.
01:06This is true that I am, And I'm just silent, silent.
01:13This is true that I am, And hear the sound of sun, And hear the sound of sun, And hear the sound of sun.
01:25This is true that I am, And hear the sound of sun, And hear the sound of sun.
01:37This is true that I am, And hear the sound of sun, And hear the sound of sun.
01:49This is true that I am, And hear the sound of sun, And hear the sound of sun, And hear the sound of sun, And hear the sound of sun.
02:01I need you, take my arms and I might reach you, cause my words are so excited and grateful.
02:13I need you, take my arms and I might reach you, cause my words are so excited and grateful.
02:43I need you, take my arms and I might reach you, cause my words are so excited and grateful.
