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