In the night sky, where whispers dance, shadows play softly. The stars laugh, yet the darkness is thick.
Oh, what if the moon is a watchful eye that sees your dreams?
Underneath your bed lies a universe, full of curls and swirls.
- Count the silver fishes that swim in the air.
- Brush your teeth with the stardust, bright and mysterious.
- Hush now, the weather grows teeth under your hero cape.
Hold tight! Distant giggles echo tales of bravery as shadows under your pillow weave fears.
Follow the creeping mist...Or hear the whispers of darkness...