摄影部落

hello darkness my old friend.
i‘ve 链接e 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 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 stabbed 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
and the people bow and prayed
to the neon god they made
and the sign flash out its warning
in the words that it was forming
and the sings said “the words of the prophets are
written on the subway walls and tenement halls“
and whispered in the sounds of silence
出镜：张晓晴
拍摄：自由客