Wicker clouds

Create a melodic house track at 124 BPM, The lyrics are surreal and playful, based on the translated Prévert poem below, The vocals should be catchy, looping or repeating lines like 'Clouds made out of willow', 'The suitcase in an attic', 'A field of wheat lying down', Use soulful, warm vocals and add a groovy piano/organ riff in the chorus, Keep the mood whimsical and childlike throughout

[Intro] Verse 1] Clouds woven out of willow A church tucked in a suitcase The suitcase up in the attic The attic down in a basement On the tower of a castle The castle riding a horse That horse straddling a fountain The fountain packed in a sack Right beside a rose A rose from a strawberry Planted in a wardrobe Flung open on a wheat field [Chorus] A wheat field lying flat Folded in a mirror’s creases Underneath the wings of a barrel The barrel pours into a glass A wine glass from Bordeaux Bordeaux perched on a cliff Where an old black crow Dreams inside a drawer [Build up] [[Verse 2] In the drawer of a paper chair Made of fine stone-paper sheets Carefully sculpted By a cutter of glass In a single pebble At the bottom of a pond Under sheep-white feathers Swimming in a washbasin By the glow of a lantern That lights up a mine [Breakdown] [Verse 3] A mine full of colored pencils Hiding behind a hill Guarded by a lazy turkey A heavy turkey resting On the head of a porcelain ham [Fade in] Handcrafted, hand-glazed That travels round France On foot, riding a whale Floating through the moonlight In a far-off neighborhood Tucked away in a carafe [Ad-libs] [Bridge / Drop] [ Lo-fi ambient vocals, echoing lines like: (“In a carafe of glowing water… Velvet under a ticking clock…”)] [Chorus] A carafe of water glowing red Red from the candle’s flame The flame beneath an old clock’s tail Draped in crimson velvet Set in a schoolyard Right in the heart of a desert Where tall giraffes wander, [Outro - looped vocals] And the foundling children Sing and shout nonstop At the top of their lungs Hopping on one foot Spinning broken phrases That dance inside their heads Never taking a breath -Again and again [Repeat] -A giant blade of grass... A tiny hidden forest... [END].

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