On dark, summer evenings,
In the quiet of the night,
Is your attention drawn
By those sudden flares of light –
The magic, glowing wonders
Of fireflies in flight?
Yes, it's a fleeting image –
One blink, and then no more –
Ah, but that's just a deception.
It moves swiftly to explore
New routes, new possibilities,
New outlets for its lore.
Wanderers and wonderers,
Browncoats through and through,
Gather round and listen here:
You've joined a special crew,
One that doesn't wait around
For someone else's point of view.
Those flares can't be extinguished
Though they might be on the run.
So keep watchin' for that Firefly –
I'm sure you'll know which one –
Then climb on board and stow your gear.
This journey's just begun!