(i Am) Made From The Wires

Tin man is what I’m called, or puritan
From the confederacy of my system
Defined relevance, from the immaculately attired
I am made from the wires
Of my Synthesizer
Made from the wires
Made from the wires
Ideals from the pondering looks of eels
Written prescriptions by the ones who need them
My own feelings, shunned by group desires