Helplessness Blues

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 dimly lit 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