Firefly Collector

A barefoot kid, a bygone backyard
A tree to climb to see the sky and the naked stars
A lightning bug caught in a bell jar
He'd watch it blink until it went dark (went dark)

A quiet street, a lonely straight-shot
I fled the suburbs in the flutter of a moth
I long for peace then run to chaos
He keeps me warm, he likes to play God

He sees me as his great adventure
He's seekin' cinema, he's chasin' buried treasure
He likes me wild and wayward, but he can't shake his nature
Love her until you catch her, the firefly collector

Under the glass, the air is thinning
It happened slow, I hardly know until I'm drifting
I'm loopy, docile, and forgiving
And with me crawling on his palm he says: There's something missing (missing)

He sees me as his great adventure
He's seekin' cinema, he's chasin' buried treasure
He likes me wild and wayward, but he can't shake his nature
Love her until you catch her (you love her till you catch her)

Your audience is captive
Hard-fought and now you have it
To love is something savage, I know
You've got me where you want me
So now you don't

You see me as your great adventure
You're seekin' cinema, you're chasin' buried treasure
You like me wild and wayward, but you can't shake your nature
Love her until you catch her, the firefly collector