The light was leaving

 in the west it was blue

 The children's laughter sang

 and skipping just like the stones they threw

 the voices echoed across the way

 its getting late

 It was just another night

 with the sun set

 and the moon rise not so far behind

 to give us just enough light

 to lay down underneath the stars

 listen to papas translations

 of the stories across the sky

 we drew our own constellations

 The west winds often last too long

 the wind may calm down

 nothing ever feels the same

 Sheltered under the Kamani tree

 waiting for the passing rain

 clouds keep moving to uncover the scene

 stars above are chasing the day away

 to find the stories that we sometimes need

 Listen close enough

 all else fades

 fades away

 It was just another night

 with the sun set

 and the moon rise not so far behind

 to give us just enough light

 to lay down underneath the stars

 listen to all the translations

 of the stories across the sky

 we drew our own constellations