music

and the vision that was planted in my brain still remains

This song holds a very special significance for us. It never fails to make me feel sad. But glad, too. For so many reasons. I’ve mentioned it before, here and here. So, I was particularly happy when Cast decided to cover it recently. It’s so refreshing to hear it sung in an accent much closer to home (geographically and emotionally). It’s shot straight into my top five covers. And that’s saying something. Enjoy!

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music, photography

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 walked alone,
narrow streets of cobblestone.
‘neath the halo of a streetlamp,
i turned my collar to the cold a damp,
and my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
that split the night
and touched the sound of silence.

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