Song for the Fireflies

After all the lights had died Out behind the palisades park Fireflies remembered to do Exactly what they were supposed to And memories were like coins that tumbled Somersaulting through the deep Down every well we threw them in Until they came to the top again And out like the sun In your hair, in your hair Every month that ends its spin Is picked up by the moon for keeping Clean and safe from accidents Sheltered from the elements But June is like an echo Of the sounds we never made I swear they find me in my waking hours Thirty days like poison flowers The wind in your hair Like a sigh, like a sigh With intermittent rain and shine The sky re-started six or seven times It's blue because it sees All our infidelities We both know that it's been so long I'm not sure what to say so I hope Fireflies remember to do exactly what it was they used to --- Song for the Fireflies - Josh Ritter