In the past, I recall dreams of the midnight fireflies.
I'm always moving from one place to another, and it is always darkness around me.
I'm searching for light and for fireflies.
I guess I never once thought of those dreams coming true.
Now I realize the fireflies are the people I've ever known
And their light comes and goes
They fly on as the night turns to day
And I have no light of my own...
So I'm always out catching fireflies.
Just so I can know light in some way...
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