music by Todd Nichols & Glen Phillips, lyrics by Glen Phillips
“We saw something
Floating on the water…”
In time I will collect the world
The eggs (I love) the wings of butterflies

A man drove up in an ugly car
And he flashed his lights at everything he saw
And his eyes were red
And his stereo was so loud you couldn’t hear the engine’s roar
And he yelled at everybody in the road
And did not notice all the moths he’d massacred

“Weird when you get close
To something that big
You can’t see anything at all…”

In time I will
Collect the world
The eggs and wings of (You who fall on)
Butterflies (Calvary)
(Had you wings of)
(Butterflies)(I give my children)

A moth had settled upon his arm and he looked at it with a lazy eye
And he lifted up a gigantic hand
And he spread his fingers toward the sky
And he nudged the moth to make it fly away
But moths are fragile things
And he just wiped its body down across his shoulder blade

He’s a wonder, a little black-wing boy
Oh my daughters
He’ll fill you with joy

In time I will
Collect the world
The hearts and limbs of
Butterflies (You who soar over)
(Had you wings of)
(Butterflies) (Oh father, I offer)

NOTES: Released on fear (1991).