24 May Helplessness Blues
We saw Fleet Foxes tonight in Indianapolis and I only teared up three times. The last song sings:
“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”
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