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57ed1cd502e0a892e9910634a7365e2a0a42fd80ec0de9ad09aedbd89faef077

Prompt:

Write a completely meaningless and nonsensical song. Swing Jazz, Lounge, Glitchy, Electronic.

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Description:

The image depicts a man sitting in a chair, deeply engrossed in reading a book. He is surrounded by a cozy environment, with a laptop on a table nearby and a potted plant nearby. The man appears to be enjoying his time, immersed in the content of the book. The scene conveys a sense of relaxation and intellectual curiosity.

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Lyrics:

Title: Beneath the Booklight
Tags: Swing Jazz, Lounge, Glitchy, Electronic

Pages flipping, toes are tapping, oh so slow,  
Whispers of pixels, where do they go?  
The book is open, but the words don’t fit,  
In the glow of the lamp, I’m lost in it.  

Clock ticks backward, the chair starts to swing,  
Laptop's humming, but it can't sing.  
Plant’s swaying to a rhythm unknown,  
A techno tango, in a world of its own.  

Glitch in the air, static in my hair,  
Thoughts turning circles, a jazzy affair.  
Books on the shelf, but I’m somewhere else,  
Beneath the booklight, I escape myself.  

Beats on the ceiling, they break, then they fold,  
Shifting in rhythm, the air’s getting cold.  
Breathe in the code, let it echo, then fold,  
Under the booklight, the story’s untold.  

Wires are winking, the plant hums a tune,  
The words are all fading, beneath the full moon.  
Sipping on echoes, I’m caught in between,  
A glitch in the matrix, so clean, so serene.  

Pages keep turning, but they don’t make sense,  
The laptop is laughing at my pretense.  
I’m caught in the loop, where nothing is real,  
Lost in the glitch, it's the only deal.  

Beneath the booklight, what do we find?  
A dance in the pixels, lost in the mind.  
Beneath the booklight, I’m losing the time,  
A lounge in the chaos, a swing in the rhyme.