This World of Blue



It's with such a heavy heart

that I say my prayers today...

Our friends and family are here one second,

only to slip quietly away...


Depression is all around us,

touching me and touching you...

So I'm asking our Heavenly Father,

please help us in this world of blue...


We're losing too many loved ones

to a cloud we refuse to discuss...

It's time we all face this disease

that is so prevalent among all of us...


As I thank my Heavenly Father

for a world of love and nonviolence...

I ask that He forever remove all of our sadness

and the Sound of Silence...

© 2020 Jeffrey Pipes Guice


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 restless dreams I walked alone

Narrow streets of cobblestone

'Neath the halo of a street lamp

I turned 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 share

And no one dare

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

And the words that it was forming


And the sign said,

"The words of the prophets

Are written on the subway walls

And tenement halls."

Are we all tired of losing loved ones to depression and the sounds of silence...


© 1965 Simon & Garfunkel

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