Track · Feb 6, 2026 · English

Porcelain Parade

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Duration

3:30

Language

English

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Breakfast on a tightrope

Teeth in yesterday’s coat

Waving at the neighbors

In my cardboard crown (hey!)

Goldfish in the bathtub

Taking notes on clouds

Talking to the toaster

Like it runs this town

[Pre-Chorus]

My diary’s in crossword clues

My heartbeat taps in Morse

All the spoons are plastic moons

Orbiting the forks

[Chorus]

Welcome to my porcelain parade

Where the clowns wear all my old names

I juggle thunder in a paper cage

Smile so wide that the sky looks afraid

Every step a sideways escalator

Every thought a misfired elevator

If you’re lost

Then you’ve already stayed

In my porcelain parade

[Verse 2]

I water all the houseplants

With a measuring tape

Counting every raindrop

Till the numbers break

Mailman brings me rumors

I sign them with a crayon

Hang them on the fridge door

Like coupons for chaos (oh yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]

My compass points to kitchen sinks

Maps are folded paper wings

I dance in closets taking polls

On who still trusts their blinking phones

[Chorus]

Welcome to my porcelain parade

Where the clowns wear all my old names

I juggle thunder in a paper cage

Smile so wide that the sky looks afraid

Every step a sideways escalator

Every thought a misfired elevator

If you’re lost

Then you’ve already stayed

In my porcelain parade

[Bridge]

[tempo slows

Strings swell]

Some days I’m a library

Bookshelves built of bees

Buzzing little diagnoses

Filing cabinets in my sleeves

[tempo snaps into fast double-time]

Some days I’m a shopping cart

Racing down a hill

Full of half-price halos

And over-the-counter will

[Chorus]

Welcome to my porcelain parade

Where the clowns wear all my old names

I juggle thunder in a paper cage

Smile so wide that the sky looks afraid

Every step a sideways escalator

Every thought a misfired elevator

If you’re lost

Then you’ve already stayed

In my porcelain parade

[Outro]

[tempo drops

Soft piano and strings]

Curtain call in my kitchen

Audience of spoons

I bow to all the ghosts

That tidy up my room

One more crooked curtsy

To the mess we made

Then I sleepwalk back

Through my porcelain parade

Style

theatrical art-pop with male vocals; piano and brushed drums carry a wrycabaret bounce that bursts into double-time with floor-tom rolls and bagpipes on the hooks. verses stay nimble and talky over pizzicato strings; choruses swell with legato violin and cellobig octave piano hitsand singalong gang vocals. tempo lurches playfully between half-time and sprinting runs for a “circus on the brink” vibeclosing in a bittersweetslowed-down coda.slowcelloviolin

Prompt

Fun catch long song about having mental illnesses and living like a crazy person every day Quee written in metaphors. Violin, cello, drums, bagpipes, piano, fast and slow tempo throughout

Credits

Prompt by

SarasBananaBoat

GeneratedFeb 6, 2026

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