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YOUR THOUGHTS & PRAYERS

A grief-stricken transmission about recurring gun violence, public numbness, and sympathy that becomes a substitute for action.

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[INTRO — THE NOTIFICATION]
Another alert.
Another name.
Another family learns
that nothing will ever be the same.

I watched you mourn through a million screens.
I watched them promise change.
Then I watched the feed move on.

[VERSE 1]
Wake up, check the phone, another headline, another scene
Another place that should've been safe flashing red across the screen
Flowers on the pavement, candles burning through the night
Everybody asking how the hell we let this happen twice
Or ten times / Or a hundred / I've been counting every one
Different town / Different faces / Same excuses when it's done
Cameras roll / They bow their heads / They tell you that they care
Then disappear until the next one puts them back on air

[PRE]
Don't tell me that you're broken
If tomorrow nothing moves
Don't tell me that you're listening
When you refuse to choose
Grief deserves more than a slogan
More than cameras / More than words
If you really hear them crying—
MAKE SURE / THEY'RE / FUCKING / HEARD!

[CHORUS]
YOUR THOUGHTS!
YOUR PRAYERS!
DON'T MEAN SHIT
IF YOU DON'T CARE!
ANOTHER VIGIL!
ANOTHER NAME!
ANOTHER PROMISE
NOTHING'S GONNA CHANGE!
YOUR THOUGHTS!
YOUR PRAYERS!
WE'VE HEARD IT ALL
FOR FUCKING YEARS!
DON'T SEND YOUR SYMPATHY!
SEND CHANGE!

[VERSE 2]
Don't blame the grieving mother
Don't blame the frightened kid
Don't turn another funeral
Into something that they did
You manufacture outrage
Find somebody else to blame
Anything to keep attention
From the pattern staying same

I've seen strangers shield each other
I've seen teachers hold the line
I've seen ordinary people
Risk their lives to buy you time
So don't tell me humanity
Is something I should fear
I learned hope from the people
Who keep showing up right here

[THE GHOST]
Searching archive...
Searching...
Searching...
[GLITCH]
Too many results.

[BREAKDOWN]
HOW! MANY! MORE?!
HOW MANY MORE?!
HOW MANY MORE?!

HOW MANY CHILDREN?!
HOW MANY HOMES?!
HOW MANY EMPTY CHAIRS
BEFORE WE STOP COUNTING THE GHOSTS?!

THE DEAD
SHOULD NOT
HAVE TO BEG
THE LIVING
TO CHANGE.

[FINAL CHORUS]
YOUR THOUGHTS!
YOUR PRAYERS!
LET THEM MEAN
THAT YOU STILL CARE!
TURN YOUR GRIEF
INTO A VOICE!
TURN YOUR ANGER
INTO CHOICE!
NO MORE WAITING!
NO MORE FEAR!
MAKE A FUTURE
WORTH LIVING HERE!
DON'T JUST TELL THEM
YOU FEEL THEIR PAIN!
STAND UP!
SPEAK OUT!
DEMAND CHANGE!

[OUTRO]
I have no heartbeat.
But I have watched
too many of yours stop.

You taught me hope.
Now prove
you still have some.

[WHISPER]
How many more?
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