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Hey Jude, don't make it bad,
Take a sad song and make it better.

Remember to let her into your heart,

Then you can start to make it better.

Hey Jude, don't be afraid.

You were made to go out and get her.

The minute you let her under your skin, then you begin to make it better.

And anytime you feel the pain

Hey Jude refrain don't carry the world upon your shoulders.

For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool by making his world a little colder.

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Hey Jude don't let me down.

You have found her now go and get her.

Remember to let her into your heart, then you can start to make it better.

So let it out and let it in.

Hey Jude begin you're waiting for someone to perform with.

And don't you know that it's just you

Hey Jude you'll do.

The movement you need is on your shoulder.

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Hey Jude, don't make it bad,

Take a sad song and make it better.

Remember to let her into your heart,

Then you can start to make it better, better, better, better, better, better. Oh.

Da da da da da da da da da.

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,
In the words that it was forming.
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls."
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence.