英语专业同学毕业感言
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 with the sound of silence
in restless dreams i walk alone
narrow streets of cobble stone
beneath the hallo of a street lamp,
i turned my collar to the cold and damp
when my eyes were stabbled by the flash of a neon light
that split the night
and touched the sound of silence
and in the naked night i saw
ten thousand people may be 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
