That sounds like a dream in motion, a lullaby wrapped around the Milky Way—like a lullaby that stretches across the constellations. Imagine a beat that syncs with Orion’s belt, the rhythm of a pulsar humming in the background. I can weave a gentle, cosmic hook that feels like a soft night sky, and you can layer your breakfast beats over it. Let’s make the stars sing while the dawn wakes up, a harmony of morning and midnight all in one track.