Lyrics:
I was raised up believingI was somehow uniqueLike a snowflake distinct among snowflakesUnique in each way you can seeAnd now after some thinkingI'd say I'd rather beA functioning cog in some great machineryServing something beyond meBut I don't, I don't know what that will beI'll get back to you someday soon you will seeWhat's my name, what's my stationOh just tell me what I should doI don't need to be kind to the armies of nightThat would do such injustice to youOr bow down and be gratefulAnd say 'Sure take all that you see'To the men who move only in dimly-lit hallsAnd determine my future for meAnd I don't, I don't know who to believeI'll get back to you someday soon you will seeIf I know only one thingIt's that every thing that I seeOf the world outside is so inconceivableOften I barely can speakYeah I'm tongue tied and dizzyAnd I can't keep it to myselfWhat good is it to sing helplessness blues?Why should I wait for anyone else?And I know, I know you will keep me on the shelfI'll come back to you someday soon myselfIf I had an orchardI'd work till I'm rawIf i had an orchardI'd work till I'm soreAnd you would wait tablesAnd soon run the storeGold hair in the sunlightMy light in the dawnIf I had an orchardI'd work till I'm soreIf I had an orchardI'd work till I'm soreSomeday I'll beLike the man on the screen