This is one of the soundtracks from Bouncing Bazoingas, a silly game about bouncing things into holes.
This song is very personal to me. I started composing it without any speakers hooked up, just letting the music come without the sound getting in the way while my partner at the time slept beside me, and I liked it so much that I built up what I think is my best instrumental song ever around it.
For a while I was obsessed with the workings of the demi-unconscious mind, and was having regular hypnagogic hallucinations due to my somewhat irregular sleep patterns. For this song I stayed up late until I was started to have fatigue-induced hallucinations and then started recording whatever random crap came to mind, then in the morning I pieced it together into this mosaic.
Once upon a dream I heard you were right
I sang
Are as they aren’t
The children around me are turning to flowers The children around me are turning to flowers To flowers
Is that so
t'nera yeht sa erA
gnas I
thgir erew uoy draeh I maerd a nopu ecnO