Write English male vocal pop rock lyrics centered on an amusement park rollercoaster mascot who’s secretly a part-time competitive origami artist, pining after the part-time night janitor who folds tiny paper cranes and leaves them on his costume storage shelf every shift. Music parameters: 115 BPM, core instrumentation of double-neck sitar, trombone trio, fuzzed glockenspiel, marching snare, D major mixolydian mode. Emotion: Equal parts giddy nervousness, quiet longing, exhausted workday apathy, and playful childlike wonder colliding. Lyrics shift between snarky work shift banter, soft intimate internal monologue, and over-the-top anthemic chorus lines about folding his feelings into a paper crane that can outfly the park’s tallest coaster.
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[Intro] [Verse] Sweating in a foam head Wishing I was home instead High-fiving kids for minimum pay Just another plastic day The Steel Serpent’s looking grey Safety checks and the sun's ray I’m the mascot they all fear But I’m crying in this gear [Pre-Chorus] But when the gates lock tight And the neon loses light I find a tiny bird of white Perched upon my locker shelf A secret kept just to myself Left by the ghost who sweeps the floor I couldn't ask for any more [Chorus] I’ll fold my heart into a crane Higher than the coaster’s chain Soaring past the vertical drop Until the world begins to stop In D-Major we will fly Paper wings across the sky One sharp crease and we are free Just the janitor and me [Post-Chorus] (Fuzzed glockenspiel rings) Fold it up, let it go (Sitar starts to flow) Fold it up, nice and slow [Verse] You sweep the popcorn off the floor I see you through the storage door I’m a master of the double-fold Stories that are never told Competitive with every sheet While you keep the walkway neat I’m a pro at the paper crease Looking for a little peace While you mop the puddles of grease [Pre-Chorus] My fingers dance in the dark In the corner of the park You leave a gift, I leave a sign Two parallel lines start to align Beneath the trombone’s heavy blast I hope this feeling’s gonna last [Chorus] I’ll fold my heart into a crane Higher than the coaster’s chain Soaring past the vertical drop Until the world begins to stop In D-Major we will fly Paper wings across the sky One sharp crease and we are free Just the janitor and me [Bridge] Trombones blowing in the night Everything feels almost right Your hands move with such a grace Wish I could show you my real face Beyond the mask and the foam I’d fold a path to lead us home No more G-force, no more loops No more jumping through the hoops [Breakdown] Snare drum hitting like a heart Watching all the steel depart I’m just a man in a snake skin Waiting for the night to begin Waiting for the crane to land Right inside my shaking hand [Chorus] I’ll fold my heart into a crane Higher than the coaster’s chain Soaring past the vertical drop Until the world begins to stop In D-Major we will fly Paper wings across the sky One sharp crease and we are free Just the janitor and me [Post-Chorus] Fold it up, let it go Fold it up, nice and slow Outfly the ride, outfly the pain We’re more than just a paper crane [Outro]
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