the tides roll over angry shores
i close my eyes and shut my mouth
everything is such a bore
i sometimes think of going south
i need to get away from home
you need to know that i'm about
going places all alone
that way no one talks to me
i am as silent as a stone
when no one's there to watch me grieve
talking sometimes is a chore
leave me alone just let me be
if you come by and ask for more
i'll shut you out and slam the door
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