Delusional
A quirky comedy tune in Edwardian style bursts to life with stately, syncopated brass fanfares and punctuated stabs, giving the verses grandeur. Playful accordion melodies loop and interplay with pizzicato strings, while a lively pit orchestra underpins soaring, melodramatic vocals throughout.
Delusional
A quirky comedy tune in Edwardian style bursts to life with stately, syncopated brass fanfares and punctuated stabs, giving the verses grandeur. Playful accordion melodies loop and interplay with pizzicato strings, while a lively pit orchestra underpins soaring, melodramatic vocals throughout.
Lyrics
(Verse 1)
Strums a gentle, slightly off-key acoustic guitar
She walked through the mall, a queen in her mind
Thought every eye was on her, the one of a kind
She posed for the cameras, a smile so serene
Ready for stardom, the ultimate scene
Then a group gathered 'round, she puffed out her chest
Pulled out a sharpie, put her patience to the test
"Autographs, darlings?" she chirped, with a grand, sweeping hand
"No, ma'am," said a teenager, "we're just looking for the men's room."
A slight, comical cymbal crash
(Chorus)
Oh, delusional dreams, they spin and they soar
Building up castles that crumble to the floor
A grand perception, a skewed point of view
Believing in things that just aren't quite true
Tempo picks up slightly, with a quirky, upbeat piano melody
(Verse 2)
Switches to a slow, suspenseful cello hum
Old Mrs. Gable, perched by her pane
Saw a figure lurking, through the pouring rain
Down at the driveway, a shadow so deep
"He's after my pearls! He's after my sleep!"
She clutched her old phone, dialed 9-1-1 fast
"There's a robber out there, a villain built to last!"
But the siren just faded, a friendly car stopped near
A dad with a pumpkin, "Just picking up Timmy, dear!"
A gentle, relieved flute trill
(Chorus)
Oh, delusional dreams, they spin and they soar
Building up castles that crumble to the floor
A grand perception, a skewed point of view
Believing in things that just aren't quite true
Tempo picks up slightly, with a quirky, upbeat piano melody
(Verse 3)
Intense, driving drum beat with a fast-paced electric guitar riff
He saw flashing lights in his rearview mirror's gleam
"They're after me now, living out my worst dream!"
He floored the accelerator, a chase through the streets
Dodging and weaving, to a frantic, pounding beat
Through alleys and shortcuts, he thought he was slick
"Can't catch me, coppers! I'm way too quick!"
Finally pulled over, heart pounding like mad
Officer tapped on his window, looking really quite sad
"Sir, your truck's on fire, the one up ahead!
We just wanted to help you, before you ended up dead!"
Abrupt stop, followed by a single, comical "OH!" on a tuba
(Chorus)
Oh, delusional dreams, they spin and they soar
Building up castles that crumble to the floor
A grand perception, a skewed point of view
Believing in things that just aren't quite true
Tempo picks up slightly, with a quirky, upbeat piano melody
(Outro)
Fades out with the quirky piano melody, a final, soft strum of the acoustic guitar
Yeah, a little bit off, a little bit wrong
Sometimes our minds just play along
With stories we tell ourselves, day after day
In our own grand, delusional way.