Fleet Foxes, Helplessness BluesAnd now after some thinking, I'd say I'd rather be
A functioning cog in some great machinery serving something beyond me
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
If I had an orchard, I'd work till I'm sore