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Fireflies

You saw the fireflies
Your own galaxy of stars
You had a jar to catch a luna moth
evening shadows in your hair
You caught the fireflies and held them in your hand
You held a universe I'll never understand
I wanted you to keep them
and you wanted to let them go

We kept the fireflies
But they stopped shining
The morning after lying dead inside a jar

Irridescent like a luna moth
You swim along the ocean floor
Open all the oysters, putting pearls in every one
Open up your hand, returning everything

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lyrics 1999 by Robert Rich


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