I just saw a firefly,
With long, golden hair.
It gave me a small wave,
And cast a spell upon my chair.
So when it started to fly away,
I came too.
And up into the starry night,
We flew and flew and flew.
We rose above the chimney stacks,
And high above the trees.
Up farther than the clouds,
I could even see the seas.
But even then,
We did not stop,
And if we didn't soon,
I knew the top,
Would be upon us fast,
And then we'd be straight to the moon.
Farther and farther and farther we soared,
Yet we never hit a wall.
Instead the firefly's light went out,
And we began to fall.
Past the seas and chimney stacks,
Past the trees and clouds.
Everything was coming back,
The sounds became so loud.
Here it comes,
My death was near,
But it never seemed to be.
For I had just,
Dreamed it all,
'Cause ashes can cast a spell on me.
