As the sun sets
Below the valleys,
Children are running home,
Safe and happy.

As the moon rises,
The children are tucked into bed,
Being wished a good night,
And that lone wolf hides away,
Out of sight.

As the sun rises,
The children wake up,
They yawn at dawn,
And they find school is a waste of their morning,
But kids must grow.

And as the sun sets,
All the little kids
Head to bed.