I Am a Rock (Live at Lincoln Center, New York City, NY - January 1967)

I Am A Rock

A winter's day

In a deep and dark December;

I am alone

Gazing from my window to the streets below

On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow

I am a rock

I am an island

I've built walls

A fortress deep and mighty

That none may penetrate

I have no need of friendship;

Friendship causes pain

It's laughter and it's loving I disdain

I am a rock

I am an island

Don't talk of love

But I've heard the words before;

It's sleeping in my memory

I won't 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

I have my books

And my poetry to protect me;

I am shielded in my armor

Hiding in my room safe within my womb

I touch no one and no one touches me

I am a rock

I am an island

And a rock feels no pain;

And an island never cries