listened to it maybe a month ago but never resonated with it until now.
I was raised up believing I was somehow unique
Like a snowflake distinct among snowflakes, unique in each way you can see
But I don't, I don't know what that will be
I'll get back to you someday soon you will see
What's my name, what's my station, oh, just tell me what I should do
I don't need to be kind to the armies of night that would do such injustice to you
Or bow down and be grateful and say "sure, take all that you see"
To the men who move only in dimly-lit halls and determine my future for me
If I know only one thing, it's that everything that I see
Of the world outside is so inconceivable often I barely can speak
Yeah I'm tongue-tied and dizzy and I can't keep it to myself
What good is it to sing helplessness blues, why should I wait for anyone else?
If I had an orchard, I'd work till I'm sore
Someday I'll be like the man on the screen