There is no sound lately in my head. I was driving through the Morningside in Edinburgh for so many times, back and forward. As this street is full of life and light I decided to make something of it. It was time for shapes and perspective.
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
Within the sound of silence.
Don’t say you’re happy
Out there without me
I know you can’t be
’cause it’s no good