Rythm Of Shivappa - Bgm | Sound Track

Stop You're cold against the skin Take me in your arms when walls are closing in And I run, I run, I run, awakening my heart But you overwhelm my lungs, It's tearing me a-part You and I will not be shaken! By the winter sound But my voice is suffocating In the winter sound Stop I will take control Bend the metal in-to shapes that I, know And I run, I run, I run, further than before I shake away the skin to saturate my, soul You and I will not be shaken! By the winter sound But my voice is suffocating In the winter sound You and I will not be shaken! By the winter sound But my voice is suffocating In the winter sound And you scream, you scratch, you bite You prey on my heart And I know that you and I can never be a-part You and I will not be shaken! By the winter sound But my voice is suffocating In the winter You and I will not be shaken! By the winter sound But my voice is suffocating In the winter sound

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 Within the sound of silence In reckless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone 'Neath the halo of a streetlamp I turn 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 light I saw Ten-thousand people, maybe more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening People writing songs that voices never shared And no one dared disturb the sound of silence "Fools", said I, "You do not know Silence, like a cancer, grows Hear my words that I might teach you Take my arms that I might reach you" But my words like silent raindrops fell And echoed in the wells of silence And the people bowed and prayed To the neon god they made And the sign flashed out its warning In the words that it was forming And the sign said, "The words of the prophets Are written on the subway walls In tenement halls" And whispered in the sound of silence