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 dared
Disturb the sound of silence

A famous Simon & Garfunkel song for a pair of fingerless mitts worked in the round. I decided “my” silence color is pale yellow for this winter, how about yours? This is a quick and relatively easy to knit pattern; you can make gifts or you can just be selfish about it and enjoy the winter with warm hands!