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The light was leaving in the west, it was blue
The children's laughter sang
Skipping just like the stones they threw
Their voices echoed across the waves
It's getting late
It was just another night
With a sunset and a moonrise
Not so far behind
To give us just enough light
To lay down underneath the stars
Listened to Papa's translations
Of the stories across the sky
We drew our own constellations
The west winds often last too long
But when they calm down
Nothing ever feels the same
Sheltered under the Kamani tree
Waiting for the passing rain
Clouds keep moving to uncover the sea
Stars up above us chasing the day away
To find the stories that we sometimes need
Listen close enough and all else fades
Fades away
And it was just another night
With a sunset and a moonrise
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
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