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?
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
i'm with you entirely. i take this song completely literally.
i'm with you entirely. i take this song completely literally.
it really has the ability to provoke marvelous imagery, and it's beautiful.
it really has the ability to provoke marvelous imagery, and it's beautiful.
i always picture a little sparrow, pecking at his little bread bits in front of a man in business-casual-esque clothes sitting on a park bench. it's very serene.
i always picture a little sparrow, pecking at his little bread bits in front of a man in business-casual-esque clothes sitting on a park bench. it's very serene.
deff. just about a bird who doesn't realize that he can go wherever he wants, but just resricting himself to the city cuase he's an ignorant bird who doesn't know of anything else
deff. just about a bird who doesn't realize that he can go wherever he wants, but just resricting himself to the city cuase he's an ignorant bird who doesn't know of anything else
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?
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
i'm with you entirely. i take this song completely literally.
i'm with you entirely. i take this song completely literally.
it really has the ability to provoke marvelous imagery, and it's beautiful.
it really has the ability to provoke marvelous imagery, and it's beautiful.
i always picture a little sparrow, pecking at his little bread bits in front of a man in business-casual-esque clothes sitting on a park bench. it's very serene.
i always picture a little sparrow, pecking at his little bread bits in front of a man in business-casual-esque clothes sitting on a park bench. it's very serene.
a bubbling creek in the backdrop. bright green grass. gorgeous summer day. skyline in the background. all that jazz.
a bubbling creek in the backdrop. bright green grass. gorgeous summer day. skyline in the background. all that jazz.
deff. just about a bird who doesn't realize that he can go wherever he wants, but just resricting himself to the city cuase he's an ignorant bird who doesn't know of anything else
deff. just about a bird who doesn't realize that he can go wherever he wants, but just resricting himself to the city cuase he's an ignorant bird who doesn't know of anything else