Lyrics The Graduate - Tru

Hello darkness, my old friend
I′ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left it 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 walked alone
Narrow streets of coblestone
Light a Halo of a Street lamp
I've turned my color to the cold and damp
Where my eyes