Easy Rider

If you want to be a bird, why don't you try a little flying? There's no denying, it gets you high. Why be shackled to your feet when you've got wings you haven't used yet. Don't wait for heaven. Get out and fly. Just glide there through the clear air, making figure eights through the pearly gates, where the soul and the universe meet. If you want to be a bird it won't take much to get you up there. But when you come down, land on your feet