Birdie

Take off, little winged creature
 It's nothing but teens in ravines
 And antics on concrete down here
 And are you really as free as all the great songs would have me believe?
 Let me tell you why some day, Birdie, you're gonna envy me
 
 Some dream of a world written in lines of code
 Well, I hope they engineer out politics, romance, and edifice
 Two outta three ain't bad
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 Some envision a state governed by laws of business
 Merger and acquisition instead of violence or nations
 Where do I sign up?
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 Take off, little winged creature
 It's nothing but falling debris, strollers, and babies down here
 And you may be up in the sky but our paradigms are just as deep and just as wide
 What with all our best attempts at transcendence
 Something's bound to take
 Soon, we'll live in a global culture devoid of gender or race
 There's just one tiny line:
 You're either born behind
 Or you're free to peek inside
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 Life as just narrative, metadata in aggregate
 Where the enigma of humanity's wrapped up finally
 That as they say is that
 Oh, that day can't come soon enough
 It'll be so glorious
 When they finally find out what's bugging us