The Stars burst bright, 
dancing light raining down
on the Fourth of July.

Beings comprised of star dust
A composition Joni Mitchell dreamed up
we're a constellation in the sky.

So we dance together,
And we sing.
Sparkling Daydream;

Teaming up,
we superheroes
move matter.

Meeting each other
in the middle
We see each other as separate.

Longing to connect
To that part of ourselves
We seem to have forgotten.