Paul Simon
Quiet
[Verse 1]
I am heading for a time of quiet
When my restlessness is past
And I can lie down on my blanket
And release my fists at last

[Verse 2]
I am heading for a time of solitude
Of peace without illusions
When the perfect circle
Marries all beginnings and conclusions

[Verse 3]
And when they say that you're not good enough
Well the answer is, you're not
But who are they or what is it
That eats at what you've got?

[Verse 4]
With the hunger of ambition
For the change inside the purse
They are handcuffs on the soul, my friends
Handcuffs on the soul and worse

[Verse 5]
I am heading for a place of quiet
Where the sage and sweet grass grow
By a lake of sacred water
From the mountain's melted snow