Caught it in a bottle in the middle of July
Didn't tell a single friend, didn't even try
Set it on the bookshelf next to all my books
Watching all the wallpaper changing in its looks
Lightning in a bottle keeps the whole room awake
Lightning in a bottle is a thing I'll never break
Saving up the brightness for the longest dark
Saving every spark for the quiet park
Don't tell, don't tell, don't tell a soul
Bottle on the shelf is the brightest hole
Don't tell, don't tell, don't tell a friend
Save it till the power finally has to end
Bottled lightning, on the shelf
Quietest secret I keep for myself
Bottled lightning, hold the storm
Glass on the inside is brilliant and warm
Bottled lightning, never spilled
Keeping every promise the sky never filled
Bottled lightning, just for me
Brightest little ocean I learned how to be
Sometimes in the evening when the lamp goes low
Take it down and shake it just to watch it glow
Tiny weather system in the kitchen light
Tiny private summer in the middle of the night
Lightning in a bottle is a quiet thing
Lightning in a bottle doesn't ever sting
Saving up the brightness for the colder days
Saving every spark for the empty ways
Don't tell, don't tell, don't tell a soul
Bottle on the shelf is the brightest hole
Don't tell, don't tell, don't tell a friend
Save it till the power finally has to end
Bottled lightning, on the shelf
Quietest secret I keep for myself
Bottled lightning, hold the storm
Glass on the inside is brilliant and warm
Bottled lightning, never spilled
Keeping every promise the sky never filled
Bottled lightning, just for me
Brightest little ocean I learned how to be
When the power finally ends
When the wire finally bends
When the bulb is full of dark
I will take the bottle out and let the bottle spark
When the silence wants the song
I will keep the brightness strong
Bottled lightning, here it comes
Brightest little thunder in the smallest of rooms
Bottled lightning, all for you
Quietest little promise I knew how to do
Bottled lightning, set it free
Open up the glass, watch the lightning be
Bottled lightning, on the shelf
Brightest little secret I keep for myself