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A winter’s day,
A deep and dark December.
I am alone.
Gazing from my window,
To the streets below,
A freshly fallen, silent shroud of snow.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
Within walls,
A fortress deep and mighty,
That none may penetrate.
I have no need for friendship,
Friendship causes pain.
It’s laughter and it’s loving I disdain.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
I have my books
And my poetry to protect me.
I am shielded in my armor.
Hiding in my room,
Safe within my tomb,
I touch no one and no one touches me.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
Don’t talk of love.
Well, I’ve heard the word before.
It is sleeping in my memory.
I would not disturb the slumber
Of feelings that have died.
If I never loved, I never would have cried.
I am a rock,
I am an island.
And a rock feels no pain.
And an island never cries.
-- Simon and Garfunkle
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