The Chapel

Where do snails go during the day? They're probably somewhere playing video games I'm sad they feel the need to go away Go away Where's the chapel where the mantis pray? The leaves grow green then fall away In reddish shades that crumple under six long legs Leading me along, the children sing a song And I'd like to turn around But I know I'm not that strong I'm missing a house That I've never called home I'm missing a time that I've never known I remember a tree, had a whole leaf of my own But now we're reaching spring Was it just a dream? I don't know I don't know What do I know? What do I know? What do I know? They warn of snakes in search of prey The stories scare me so I stay At the chapel where the mantis pray And every day They lead me along The children hum a hymn And I'd like to run away But to leave would be a sin I'm missing a house That I've never called home I'm missing a time that I've never known I remember a song, I sung along But how did it go? Well, now I'm reaching spring Probably just a dream I should let go Six legs, tippy tappy toes Climbing to the podium on Sunday I was a tadpole at the time So I don't remember much About what he had to say Faces, beady little eyes Larva always cries Beetle does the same Now it remains a dream A distant memory that itches my brain Six legs, tippy tappy toes Climbing to the podium on Sunday I was a bunny (I was a kitten) at the time So I don't remember much About what he had to say Faces, beady little eyes Larva always cries Beetle does the same Now it remains a dream A distant memory that itches my brain Now it remains a dream A distant memory that itches my brain Now it remains a dream A distant memory that itches my brain