“I was raised up believing I was somehow unique, like a snowflake distinct among snowflakes, unique in each way you can see. And now after some thinking, 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…
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?”
– Fleet Foxes, Helplessness Blues