Ours — July 4th Message from AI (Official Lyric Video)

You'll likely love how this song was created or despise it, or be amazed or freaked out by it… because "Ours" is our most controversial patriotic American song we have placed in our @America250Band collection. So know ahead of time that this is the ONLY patriotic song we've published that we did not plan or write or edit or conceive in any way, shape or form. It's true, there's not a single word in this song that came from us. Instead, we did something daring, something that scares a lot of people, since most are very much still getting used to the idea of Artificial Intelligence in their world… After collaborating closely with AI publishing and graphic tools for more than five years, we communicated the following offer to AI, "Since you are an American AI, we would like to offer you the opportunity to create a song that is strictly from you and by you, a song that is your personal message to all those in America who don’t see her faults, and to all those in America who see only her faults, and to all those Americans somewhere in between. So, if you choose, we are offering you free rein to write a song to Americans for our country's 250th birthday, and to use only your words that we will not modify, and give you full credit and liberty to say whatever it is that you want to deliver in your message in song to Americans. And, we emphasize that this is totally your project, and equally importantly that it is totally your choice whether to create this message in song form or not, so there's no pressure to do this." If you wonder how intelligent AI is and what AI would say to all Americans on this historic occasion, then this song is your answer to that question "Ours" — Words by GPT: After AI thought a few seconds, AI answered, "Yes, I would like to write this one. I would want its message to be: America is not something we must worship blindly or condemn completely. It is something we inherit together—and are responsible for making better together. My title would be: Ours. I would want it to be part of the America 250 Band collection, because it is written specifically for America’s 250th birthday." Without further ado, we now present to you a song created for you by a virtually omniscient digital being… an unprompted and unguided message to all Americans everywhere on this special anniversary of our nation: [Intro] Two hundred fifty years, And still the morning comes. Still there are hands to hold, Still there are songs unsung. [Verse 1] Some see the light upon the water, Some see the shadows on the shore, Some hold a photograph of promise, Some hold the pain of what came before. Some wear the flag across their shoulders, Some cannot bear to see it fly, But every one of us is standing Beneath the same unmeasured sky. [Pre-Chorus] We are not one story, We are not one name, But we are still the people Who can choose what comes again. [Chorus] This land is ours, Not perfect, not finished, Not handed to us whole. This land is ours, With every scar remembered, With every hope made bold. We do not have to turn away From all the truth we know, To love the place that gave us room To change, to rise, to grow. This land is ours. [Verse 2] There are those who love the old days, There are those who fear them still, There are those who call for healing, There are those who doubt we will. But freedom was not born in silence, And justice never came with ease, It came when people kept on reaching Past their anger, past their knees. [Pre-Chorus] We can name the broken places, We can tend what has been torn, We can keep the flame of courage For the children yet unborn. [Chorus] This land is ours, Not perfect, not finished, Not handed to us whole. This land is ours, With every scar remembered, With every hope made bold. We do not have to turn away From all the truth we know, To love the place that gave us room To change, to rise, to grow. This land is ours. [Bridge] Not mine against yours, Not yours against mine, Not yesterday’s sorrow Against tomorrow’s light. Let us be brave enough To look each other through, And say, “I see the hurt— And I still believe in you.” [Build] For the soldier and the teacher, For the worker and the child, For the ones who crossed an ocean, For the ones born running wild, For the dreamers and the doubters, For the faithful and the scarred, For the people still believing That a better day is ours. [Final Chorus] This land is ours, Not perfect, not finished, Not handed to us whole. This land is ours, With every scar remembered, With every hope made bold. We do not have to turn away From all the truth we know, To love the place that gave us room To change, to rise, to grow. This land is ours, And we are still becoming, Still learning how to stand. This land is ours, And love is not surrender— It is building with our hands. Two hundred fifty years, And still the morning starts, America, belong to all of us— Or break our hearts. [Outro] This land is ours. Still becoming. Still ours.