In restless dreams I walked alone. The halo of a street lamp i turned my collar to the cold when my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light. Fools said I ! Silence, like a cancer. Hear my words, take my arms that I might teach you and echoed in the wells of silence. People prayed to the neon god & the sign flashed out its warning. The sign said : the words of the prophets