You can’t put a bu*terfly in a jar If the effort’s too high no matter who you are You can’t catch the moon, or the sun or the stars It doesn’t matter who you are Iced honey Now me I’ve tried a million tricks To make life cold and make it stick Not running heat that flames then out But the proud piece of ice that always floats Iced honey If I can’t trap a bu*terfly or a bee If I can’t keep my heart where I want it to be If no matter how much soul and heart I put to the wood If a flaming heart is not that good Iced honey You can’t put a bu*terfly in a jar If the effort’s too high no matter who you are You can’t catch the moon, or the sun or the stars It doesn’t matter who you are Iced honey Now me I’ve tried a million tricks To make life cold and make it stick Not running heat that flames then out But the proud piece of ice that always floats Iced honey If I can’t trap a bu*terfly or a bee If I can’t keep my heart where I want it to be If no matter how much soul and heart I put to the wood If a flaming heart is not that good Iced honey