Quiet

I don't know much about much

And what I don't know I don't say

And when I have nothing to say, I'm quiet



If there's occasion to holler, I'll try it

I can make noise with the best

But most of the rest of the time I'm quiet



I've made mistakes in the past

Things that I blush over yet

But I hardly ever regret having been quiet



If I had a T.V. at home

Perhaps I would truly enjoy it

I could just leave it alone and it's quiet



I'm not unsociable, no

People are fine in repose

Somehow my favorites are those who are quiet



Quiet's a wonderful sound

Sweeter than oboe or fiddle

Someday I'm going to be found in the middle of quiet



Sing me a song of the sea

Soft as the breath of a breeze

Sing me to sleep and then please keep quiet