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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