I'm sorry this is so long!
This was awesome. As a writer I come here to Newgrounds a lot for inspiration. Music is my fire, know what I mean? This was so simple, a "little melody" as you said, and yet like a picture this melody is worth a thousand words! A song like this is like the window to someone's soul. A soldier's thousand-yard-stare, or simply getting lost in the deep of someone's eyes because you KNOW that those eyes have witnessed much in their lifetime.
I'll try to keep this short...like you say music comes to you in/right after your sleep, sometimes stories come to me. There was once a dream I had where myself and two other individuals whom I'd never met were stranded high in the sky, suspended above a deep, dark sea and forever trying to escape the cold winds and our imprisonment.
We were stuck forever in a titanic formation miles wide of stone, metal and concrete with no safeguards against a fall, and no walls for shelter. One wrong step, and you would fall to your death. When the night came, we all had to sleep very close together; if you rolled in your sleep, it could be right off the edge of a platform.
It was one of those dreams where I felt like I truly lived in it, with those two people, for a whole year. I know it may be hard to picture...but at the end of the dream, we thought we were finally getting close to the end. After a year of navigating the sky maze and near-death experiences, the woman, the man and myself had become closer than family, or more.
We had curled up on a large steel formation and huddled together one moonlit night, trying to stay warm as the rain fell around us and pelted the metal and our clothes. I still remember the man falling asleep, and the look this woman gave me before she closed her eyes. At that moment, I felt myself starting to wake up from the dream. I tried SO HARD to stay, but alas I woke up.
This is kinda odd but I never "forgave" myself. I felt like by waking up, I abandoned them. Sometimes when my mind wanders, I wonder if they still travel that sky formation, or if they ever made it out. I always felt guilty and wanted to write a story about it someday; I never did.
Your song reminded me of it! I had that dream almost three years ago. Thanks so much. Sorry for the LONG review here.