In a garden where fireflies hum lullabies, a tiny hourglass named Lulla begins to glow as twilight deepens. When she hears the softest chime from a hidden clock tree, she knows it’s time to drift into the sky—and this time, she might not come back.
A dreamy hourglass who collects quiet moments
She can slow time to a whisper when twilight chimes
[SINGING] Little Lulla, soft and round, Tick and tock without a sound. Glass so clear, sand so bright, Holding time in golden light.
[PAUSE]
[SINGING] Close your eyes, the stars will rise, Drifting slow in twilight skies. I’ll be near, though out of sight, Singing soft through quiet night.
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