"HELLO DARKNESS , MY OLD FRIEND"

As the radio spewed out the words
To the "Sounds of Silence" an old
Simon and Garfunkel song

"I'VE COME TO TALK WITH YOU AGAIN"

And Mary would turn the volume down
Quickly and explain

We were maybe upper teens but Mary
Had an understanding
Beyond the prophets vision
She would explain the hidden meanings
Of the songs to me

"BECAUSE A VISION SOFTLY CREEPING
LEFT IT'S SEEDS WHILE I WAS SLEEPING"

At the time the Viet Nam war was raging
And our friends were dying for nothing

Jake my best high school friend
Had died at nineteen
Mary's brother was listed as missing in action
And never came to a conclusion

After that Mary sort of lost it
And acquired her nickname
But we both learned to cope with it
And music was the cure we both sought
For healing

"AND THE VISION THAT WAS PLANTED
IN MY BRAIN STILL REMAINS"

Mary grew up , older and married
Some pseudo fake frat guy
Who remained 18 for the rest of his life

Mary turned into a pill dropping alcoholic
And one night went to bed and never
Woke up again
And I can hear her saying ,

"DEEP WITHIN THE SOUNDS OF SILENCE"