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Description
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 waves
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

Jack Johnson

I know it's simple and a bit cliche, but I couldn't not do anything.. thank you for the song... I'll never forget!

Tree brush by DigitalPhenom .

Couple brush by memories-stock .

Description
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 waves
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

Jack Johnson

I know it's simple and a bit cliche, but I couldn't not do anything.. thank you for the song... I'll never forget!

Tree brush by DigitalPhenom .

Couple brush by memories-stock .