History is shaped by our hands.

I wish I was a neutron bomb, for once I could go off.
I wish I was a sacrifice but somehow still lived on.
I wish I was a sentimental ornament you hung on the Christmas tree.
I wish I was the star that went on top.

I wish I was the evidence.
I wish I was the sound of 50 million hands up raised and open toward the sky.

I wish I was a sailor with someone who waited for me.
I wish I was as fortunate, as fortunate as me.

I wish I was a messenger and all the news was good.
I wish I was the full moon shining off your Camaro's hood.

I wish I was an alien at home behind the sun.
I wish I was the souvenir you kept your house key on,
I wish I was the pedal brake that you depended on.
I wish I was the verb 'to trust' and never let you down.

I wish I was a radio song, the one that you turned up.
I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish and I guess it carries on.