Such a beautiful person stuck in the monotony of office jobs. Our bodies and our brains provide so much freedom and creation, how can one deny that to themselves.
i can't believe no one has taken the song literally...
i can't believe no one has taken the song literally...
what if it is just about a tiny, hopeless bird that has grown up on the streets of a major city, learning not how to fly like it should but learning to toil on the barren cement wastelands that is New York or Toronto or Chicago?
what if it is just about a tiny, hopeless bird that has grown up on the streets of a major city, learning not how to fly like it should but learning to toil on the barren cement wastelands that is New York or Toronto or Chicago?
the narrator presses the bird to fly away, and escape to his vast kingdom in the sky, but he refuses, choosing instead to take crumbs from city dwellers
the narrator presses the bird to fly away, and escape to his vast kingdom in the sky, but he refuses, choosing instead to take crumbs from city dwellers
and then, the narrator's revelation at the end reveals that maybe the city bird can fly, it just chooses not to because of the happiness it knows it brings to the innocent yet dreary city dwellers, spending day and night without seeing nature
Such a beautiful person stuck in the monotony of office jobs. Our bodies and our brains provide so much freedom and creation, how can one deny that to themselves.
i can't believe no one has taken the song literally...
i can't believe no one has taken the song literally...
what if it is just about a tiny, hopeless bird that has grown up on the streets of a major city, learning not how to fly like it should but learning to toil on the barren cement wastelands that is New York or Toronto or Chicago?
what if it is just about a tiny, hopeless bird that has grown up on the streets of a major city, learning not how to fly like it should but learning to toil on the barren cement wastelands that is New York or Toronto or Chicago?
the narrator presses the bird to fly away, and escape to his vast kingdom in the sky, but he refuses, choosing instead to take crumbs from city dwellers
the narrator presses the bird to fly away, and escape to his vast kingdom in the sky, but he refuses, choosing instead to take crumbs from city dwellers
and then, the narrator's revelation at the end reveals that maybe the city bird can fly, it just chooses not to because of the happiness it knows it brings to the innocent yet dreary city dwellers, spending day and night without seeing nature