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