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Streetlights flicker Morse code warnings, I don’t know what they’re saying. The moon is low, its silver eye won’t blink— And it won’t stop staring. Shadows stretch like reaching fingers, Longer than they should be. A satellite hums, a whisper lingers, Something’s using me to see. Why is the moon staring at me? Does it know something I don’t see? Every shadow feels like a set of eyes, And the night is whispering, whispering… A station plays a song I wrote, But not the way I wrote it down. The melody is upside-down, The lyrics spell my name somehow.
Instructional lyrics
[Intro: Static crackles—like tuning old signal. One detuned piano note repeats, fades.] [Spoken, calm but eerie—like forgotten msg.] "Look up. Higher. No, don’t blink. It’s watching." [Slow, hollow drumbeat—like footsteps on empty street.] [Verse 1: Whispered vox, ghostly reverb, minimal sound.] Streetlights flicker Morse code warnings, I don’t know what they’re saying. The moon is low, the moon is watching— And it won’t stop staring. Shadows stretch like reaching fingers, Longer than they should be. A satellite hums, a whisper lingers, Something’s looking through me. [Pre-Chorus: Tension builds—synths swell, reversed echo vox.] Are the stars blinking, or are they breathing? Or maybe I forgot how to see? I wave hello—no, that’s crazy… But I swear I see it wave at me. [Chorus: Floating, hypnotic—layered eerie harmz.] Why is the moon staring at me? Does it know something I don’t see? Every shadow feels like a set of eyes, And the night is whispering, whispering… ["Whispering" echoes, windlike.] [Verse 2: More urgent, faint mech hum under bass.] Street signs change when I look away, Or maybe I misread them. My reflection lags, half a sec late, Like the past is trying to catch me. There’s a voice in static, calling my name, But I don’t know the sound. A message repeats, the words rearrange, Like a loop that’s breaking down. [Pre-Chorus: Higher harmz stack, melody bends off-key.] Are the stars blinking, or are they breathing? Or maybe I forgot how to see? I wave hello—no, that’s crazy… But I swear I see it wave at me. [Chorus: Expands—unsettling, dream-hazy.] Why is the moon staring at me? Does it know something I don’t see? Every shadow feels like a set of eyes, And the night is whispering, whispering… [Dissonant chord rises, cuts to silence—just wind & distant static.] [Bridge: Time-stretched, layered/reversed vox.] [Spoken, hushed—like someone's behind you.] "It sees y—you. It kno—knows." [glitches] [Haunting, childlike melody, slowly detunes.] [Whispered, overlapping voices.] "Close the curtains. Lock the door. But you can’t hide—it’s watching more." [Distorted robo voice, glitching.] "SIGNAL DETECTED. TRACKING… TRACKING…" [Final Chorus: All elements swell—whispers, distortion.] Why is the moon staring at me? Does it know something I don’t see? Every shadow feels like a set of eyes, And the night is whispering, whispering… ["Whispering" glitches, reverses, swallowed by hum.] [Outro: Music fades like a dream. Final voice—unclear warning or welcome.] [Spoken, distorted, half-broken transmission.] "Look up. You can’t unsee it now." [Soft metallic beep. Silence.]
Song info
Hypnotic, creeping groove. Eerie synth pads, detuned chimes, offbeat drums, whispered vox, glitching echoes, reversed harmonies. Feels like walking an empty city at night, sensing you're not alone.
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