A robot sings alone, squeaking a simple waltz to the starlit city as it trundles along the footpath. The vibrations of its metal heart attract more voices, shy, kind, and warm, and before long they arrive at the ball!

Debutantes! Chandeliers! The ballroom turns out to be a glittering space capsule! The walls are glass. Doors in the mothership slide open, the capsule glides through a passage, and in an invisible moment, everyone is dancing among the stars.

Three time signatures and four keys (I think). But you probably didn't even notice. 94 BPM

Antechamber (Chestnut)

Patrick Alexander's Melody Zone