Tick… tock… I forgot what I forgot. Tick… stop.
(Spoken, whispered, doubled) “Why is the moon bleeding?” “Shh. That’s just jam.” “Where is my shadow?” “It ran… it ran… it ran…” vocaloid kikuo
Here’s a short piece written in the spirit of (a Vocaloid producer known for surreal, haunting, circus-like melodies, childlike vocals juxtaposed with dark lyrics, and glitchy, repetitive, often dissonant instrumentation). Title: The Candy That Ate My Clock Tick… tock… I forgot what I forgot
(Final sound: A child’s giggle, then silence — followed by one loud, wet crunch.) Would you like this formatted as a lyric sheet, or adapted into a pseudo-score with rhythm suggestions? childlike vocals juxtaposed with dark lyrics
The moon is a spoon And the stars are soft-boiled. I swallowed a tune That my tongue has now spoiled.