Verse 1: Bbm Bmaj7 Gb where do snails go during the day Bmaj7 Gb they’re probably somewhere playing video games Bmaj7 Gb I'm sad they feel the need to go away Bmaj7 Gb Bmaj7 Gb go away Verse 2: Gb Bmaj7 Gb where's the chapel where the mantis pray Bmaj7 Gb the leaves grow green then fall away in Bmaj7 Gb Bmaj7 Gb reddish shades that crumble under Bmaj7 Gb six long legs Db Gb leading me along Bmaj7 Db Bbm the children sing a song Bmaj7 Gb and id like to turn around Bmaj7 Db Gb Bmaj7 Gb but I know I'm not that strong Chorus: Bmaj7 Gb Db Gb I'm missing a house that I've never called home Ebm Gb Bmaj7 Gb Bb7 I'm missing a time that I've never known Ebm Gb Db Gb I remember a tree had a whole leaf of my own Ebm Gb but now we’re reaching spring Bmaj7 Gb Bmaj7 Gb was it just a dream, I don’t know Verse 3: Gb Bmaj7 Gb they warn of snakes in search of prey Gb Bmaj7 Gb the stories scare me so I stay Gb Bmaj7 Gb at the chapel where the mantis pray Bmaj7 Gb and every day Db Gb they lead me along Bmaj7 Db Bbm the children hum a hymn Bmaj7 Db Gb and I'd like to run away Bmaj7 Gb Bmaj7 Gb but to leave would be a sin Chorus: Bmaj7 Gb Db Gb I'm missing a house that I've never called home Ebm Gb Bmaj7 Gb I'm missing a time that I've never known Bmaj7 Gb Db Gb I remember a tree, had a whole leaf of my own Ebm Gb but now we’re reaching spring Bmaj7 Gb was it just a dream, I don’t know Bridge: Ebm Gb Db Gb Bb7 six legs tippy tappie toes climbing to podium on Sunday Ebm Gb I was a tadpole at the time Bmaj7 Gb Bb7 so I don’t remember much bout what he had to say Ebm Bmaj7 Db Gb faces beady little eyes larva always cries beetle does the same Ebm Gb now it remains a dream Bmaj7 Gb Bb7 a distant memory that itches my brain Ebm Gb Db Gb Bb7 six legs tippy tappie toes climbing to podium on Sunday Ebm Gb I was a tadpole at the time Bmaj7 Gb Bb7 so I don’t remember much bout what he had to say Ebm Bmaj7 Db Gb faces beady little eyes larva always cries beetle does the same Ebm Gb now it remains a dream Bmaj7 Gb Bb7 a distant memory that itches my brain Ebm Gb Db Gb now it remains a dream a distant memory that itches my brain
