I Am A Rock
Simon, Garfunkel
A winter's Cday, in a Fdeep and dark Cdecember;
DmI G7am Falone, CDmgazing from my Emwindow Dmto the streets Embelow
On a Dmfreshly fallen Fsilent shroud of Gsnow.
FI Am A CRock, FI am an G7islCand.
I've built Cwalls, a Ffortress steep and Cmighty,
That DmG7none may FpeneCtrate. I Dmhave no need of Emfriendship;
DmFriendship causes Empain. It's Dmlaughter and it's Floving I disGdain.
FI Am A CRock, FI am an G7islCand.
Don't talk of Clove, but I've Fheard the words Cbefore;
It's Dmsleeping G7in my FmemoCry. I Dmwon't disturb the Emslumber of Dmfeelings
That have Emdied. If I Dmnever loved I Fnever would have Gcried.
FI Am A CRock, FI am an G7islCand.
I have my Cbooks, and my Fpoetry to proCtect me;
I am DmshielG7ded in Fmy Carmor, Dmhiding in my Emroom, Dmsave within my Emwomb.
I Dmtouched no one and Fno one touches Gme.
FI Am A CRock, FI am an G7islCand.
And a Dmrock G7feels no Cpain;
And an Dmisland G7never Ccries!