He was dreaming of their praise when he
Saw the silver moon, the grand celestial stage
He tried to trap it in a tree,
He used the noose of grass and waited patiently
He tried it all to sit astride and rule
Above the world that once had passed him by
But I don't want to be the mantis who tried to ride the moon
I don't want to be the sister who cut her sole to try to fit the shoe
I don't want to be someone who does not want to be who they are
Still I find that half the time I'm staring at the stars
She was dreaming of escape when she saw
The golden shoe, the hopeless narrow shape
She knew she could not fit the form of
The missing queen he'd been searching for
So through the truth she carved her way to
Leave the life she knew to find a better place
But I don't want to be the mantis who tried to ride the moon
I don't want to be the sister who cut her sole to try to fit the shoe
I don't want to be someone who does not want to be who they are
Still I find that half the time I'm staring at the stars
Ooh, ooh, ooh
He followed his heart into the night
With a new guitar, the endless road in sight
Tired of waiting all his life,
He struck out on his own and kissed his cares goodbye
The golden moon shone endlessly,
But the light awoke his wife and sleeping family
I don't want to be so far from you
I don't want to be so far from the truth
I don't want to be someone, someone lost in desire
A lonely little spark
Drifting through the dark
Headed for the stars
Far, far, far from the fire