Dreamers on the Front Lawn

Crickets chirp, cicadas sing A lullaby of summer Fireflies mix with stars What would it be like To go up there To do ballet in zero-g? I could pirouette a hundred times and plié on the ceiling Oh how I wish I could float among the stars! To see the moon and be the first on Mars! To fly away on silver wings And see the world spin slowly down below me Oh what I wouldn’t give To find out what it’s like