Ferine

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