Well, for the moment Simon's been using it to wrap the jar of fireflies. But now that strange, bewildering era in its life is over, and perhaps someday it will return to being a ski mask and share tales of its adventures.
Simon opens the jar, and out stream three And I spent my nights at the edge of the wood catching fireflies five Little white stars I could hold in my hand eight That had never quite finished falling out of the skies two dozen tiny sparks of light. And I wished on every single one before I let it go Did I get what I wished for? - Only me and the fireflies need to know
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Simon opens the jar, and out stream three
And I spent my nights at the edge of the wood catching fireflies
five
Little white stars I could hold in my hand
eight
That had never quite finished falling out of the skies
two dozen tiny sparks of light.
And I wished on every single one before I let it go
Did I get what I wished for? - Only me and the fireflies need to know