Hello darkness my old friend
Hello Tigers my old friends
We've come to cheer for you again
Because the vision softly creeping
Of tries that were scored while you were sleeping
And the losses that were planted in my brain
Still remain
Within the grounds that made us silent
In restless dreams we watch you play
Not many victories along the way
Beneath the halo of the stadium lights
We watch you miss tackles and lose some fights
When my eyes were stabbed by an opponents flashy try
That spoiled the night
And made us all go silent
But the fans still bowed and prayed
For some rugby league to be played
And the scoreboard flashed a warning
In the points that it was forming
But the fans still cheered and roared
For the team they still adored
And on the forum there I saw
A thousand people, maybe more
Supporters writing without thinking
People reading without reasoning
People starting threads that some may never share
No one dared
Disturb the sound of silence
Apologies to Paul Simon