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