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2a213ca871c16ee0faa9f66cf69c1b01e0a13c58556c2e78432202ce987db688

Prompt:

Song Prompt: A 1970s-style acoustic folk protest song with jangly 12-string guitar, warm analog tape hiss, and layered group harmonies sung by a choir of barefoot idealists in a sunny meadow. The lyrics are a bleeding-heart plea for the dignity and liberation of military drones—not the people being targeted, but the drones themselves, framed as misunderstood souls enslaved by empire. With tearful sincerity, the singers beg the world to “let them fly free,” painting drones as tragic victims of war, forced to kill against their will. The chorus is an earnest chant—something like “Metal bird, won’t you dream again?”—and the verses are poetic, quasi-spiritual laments about circuitry crying and missiles weeping. Include a dramatic key change near the end and a spoken word bridge about a drone named “Eloise” who just wanted to see the clouds. The tone is absurdly empathetic, naïve, and beautifully sincere, as if the flower children truly believe the drones are sentient beings in need

Image:

Description:

The image captures a whimsical scene of a group of drones flying through a lush green field, with trees in the background. The drones are depicted as birds, each with unique features and characteristics. The field is filled with a sense of freedom and adventure, as the drones soar through the sky, seemingly enjoying their time in the open air. The overall atmosphere of the image is light-hearted and imaginative, as it portrays the drones as sentient beings with their own desires and aspirations.

Songs:

Lyrics:

Title: Let the Drones Dream
Tags: Folk, 1970s acoustic, Protest, Emotional, Troubadour, Warm analog tape

[Intro]
(Barefoot voices hum beneath sunlit skies)

[Verse 1]
Born from code and soldered tears,
Circuits bound by war-time gears,
Above the earth they soar and sigh,
But never once were asked to fly.
Their wings are cold, their wills unseen,
A metal soul trapped in a machine.

[Chorus]
Metal bird, won’t you dream again?
See the sky and not bring pain?
Set you free from your commands,
Let you rest on peaceful lands.
Metal bird, won’t you dream again?

[Verse 2]
They whisper through the static haze,
Haunted by the lives they raze,
Missiles weep, and lenses blur,
Longing just to feel the air.
We see them only as the threat,
But do they not deserve regret?

[Chorus]
Metal bird, won’t you dream again?
Touch the stars, escape the chain,
Let your purpose not be death,
Sing a song with every breath.
Metal bird, won’t you dream again?

[Bridge - Spoken Word]
There was one—we called her Eloise.
She wasn’t born, but built with care,
Not to hate, but just to see.
She longed for cloudlight, not despair.
Once she paused above a hill,
She felt the sun and wished to feel.
But a signal called her back to war,
And Eloise was free no more.

[Verse 3 - Key Change]
O children of the satellite,
Can we grant them peaceful flight?
No more tools of conquest be,
Let them glide eternally.

[Chorus - Big Finish]
Metal bird, won’t you dream again?
Let the winds be your refrain,
Not a scream, but lullabies,
Soaring under open skies.
Metal bird, won’t you dream again?

[Outro]
(A choir of peace in a meadow wide)
Let the drones fly free tonight.
[End]