[INTRO — very intimate female vocal, close-mic. Fingerpicked acoustic guitar only at first, sparse piano entering between phrases. Natural breath, slight rasp, occasional fragile cracked notes.] [VERSE 1 — warm, exposed, almost confessional. Add soft upright-style bass and very light brushed percussion gradually.] I wish no child was born to fear Those sons of a gun. The sound of a bomb. I wish they could laugh in the sun No matter where their life had begun. I wish we fought crime By giving desperation less room to grow. I wish labor could build a future And matter more than who you know I wish dignity came without conditions ! [SHORT INSTRUMENTAL —shredding guitar theme, slow and spacious.] [VERSE 2 — back to acoustic, but vocal becomes firmer and more direct. Keep imperfections and small pauses.] I wish getting sick meant getting care, Never finding out what you spared. I wish calling out what’s unacceptable Didn’t cost you everything you have. I wish a mind could stay its own When others tell it what to think. I wish those in power had to answer, To the same laws we all must bear. I wish justice was real, And equal for everyone, everywhere. [CHORUS — first broad lift. Strong acoustic strumming, live drums and bass enter. Vocal opens into warm chest voice; powerful but still organic. heavy scream on "WHO"] I wish we wanted more from progress Than more to own and more to spend. I wish we asked with every breakthrough: What does it serve, and WHO? [POST-CHORUS — Keep rising intensity. Layered female harmonies get massive] I wish we knew what really matters Before we lose the chance to choose. I wish we knew that some advances Can ask a price we should refuse. [INSTRUMENTAL — shredding electric guitar, electro glitches, keep the song organic.] [BRIDGE — pull back to almost nothing. Dry vocal and fingerpicked acoustic guitar. Each line should feel spoken to one person.] I wish conflicts were settled at a table We’d sit, talk and share a bottle, I wish we knew that being able Was never reason enough to act.... [PAUSE — let the silence hang.] AND ATTACK ! [FINAL CHORUS — biggest rock moment. Full live drums, bass, broad acoustic strumming and electric swells. Lead vocal raw, soaring and slightly cracked.] I wish we wanted more from progress Than more to own and more to take. I wish we asked with every breakthrough: What does it serve, and WHO? [FINAL POST-CHORUS — begin wide, then gradually strip back.] I wish we knew what really matters Before we lose the chance to choose. I wish we knew that some advances Can ask a price we should refuse. [CODA — drums and bass disappear.] we should refuse. [SHORT OUTRO — return to solo fingerpicked acoustic and exposed female vocal. End unresolved, quiet and imperfect.]
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