I'll take care of the sickness

Crawling on my skin I feel it I burn

And I don't know that the taste of pain means go

And everywhere that I'm left to sit I feel my eyes adjust

To your memory

In a summer night, and a thousand blinking eyes

And my greatest fear

I'm not here to catch your fire

Like my fireflies are stuck inside this jar of mine

And all this time I've been watching

All of my white butterflies loaded in a shotgun of love

The thunder is swaying me

And I'm so far from a summer night and a thousand blinking eyes

And to my greatest fear

I'm not here to catch your fire

Like my fireflies are stuck inside this jar of mine

Now in our days they called me unsteady

As they shook my ground

But I have farther than they will come

And you are my greatest fear, but I'm not here

To catch your fire

Like my fireflies are stuck inside this jar of mine