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I was raised up believin' I was somehow unique like a snowflake, distinct among snowflakes unique in each way you can see And now after some thinkin' I'd say I'd rather be a functioning cog in some great machinery serving something beyond me. 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 depleted halls and determine my future for me. And I don't I don't know who to believe I'll get back to you someday Soon you will see. If I know only one thing is that everything I see of the world outside is full of such wonder that 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 And I know, I know you keep me on the shelf I'll come back to you someday, soon, myself If I had an orchard, I'd work til I'm raw. If I had an orchard, I'd work til I'm sore. And you would wait table til you ran the store oh oh ohh If I had an orchard, I'd work til I'm sore |