In accordance with the rules:
Of the sounds…
Of silence
Tsk tsk, quoting full lyrics is forbidden. Knock it off before we get in trouble again. 
Back in play:
Stranger now are his eyes to this mystery
He hears the silence so loud
Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
Now they see what will be, blinded eyes to see
There’s a kind of hush all over the world tonight
All over the world you can hear the sounds of lovers in love
Once in every lifetime
Comes a love like this.
I need you and you need me.
Oh my darling can’t you see.
Young dreams
Should be dreamed together,
Young hearts shouldn’t be afraid.
Young hearts be free tonight. Time is on your side
Time, flowing like a river
Time, beckoning me
Who knows when we shall meet again?
I wanna know that you’ll tell me
I love to stay
Take me to the river, drop me in the water
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Friends, I will remember you
Think of you, pray for you
And when another day is through
I’ll still be friends with you.
If friends in time be severed
Someday we will meet again
I’ll return to leave you never
Be a piper to the end
Does anybody here remember Vera Lynn?
Remember how she said that we would meet again
Some sunny day?
First time I saw Sonny, I was just about this tall
He always made my momma kinda crazy when he’d call
Him and my old man would stand and whisper in the hall
Then they’d disappear and maybe not come home at all
Then one day, Sonny stopped comin’ around
Heard he’d gotten himself into a little trouble out in town
Sometime after that he finally disappeared for good
Then he pulled that ol’ Houdini like we always knew he would
So you’ve had a little trouble in town
Now you’re keeping some demons down
Please allow me to introduce myself
I’m a man of wealth and taste
Money won’t buy back
Your youth when you’re old
Or a friend if you’re lonely
Or a love that’s grown cold
The wealthiest person
Is a pauper at times
Compared to the man
With a satisfied mind.
"Satisfied Mind" – Porter Wagoner
Can’t buy me love, no, no, no, no!
He met Marmalade down in Old New Orleans
Struttin’ her stuff on the street
She said 'Hello,
Hey Joe, you wanna give it a go?
Magnolia trees at night, sparkling bright
Fields of cotton look wintry white
When it’s Christmas time in New Orleans
A barefoot choir in prayer fills the air
Mississippi folks gathering there
'Cause it’s Christmas time in New Orleans
You’ll see a Dixieland Santa Claus
Leading the band to a good old Creole beat
Golly, what a spirit, you can only hear it
Down on Basin Street
Your kids will disappear, when you hear
Hallelujah, St. Nicholas is here
When it’s Christmas time in New Orleans