The poison frog becomes the poison arrow From a tadpole comes a toad To the lungfish comes the land we're on From the city comes the road A milk thief once made bu*terfly A moth once lived in silk The mayfly lives and dies in May A bird was once an alligator's ilk Those with spines will lose them And those without will gain A shell becomes your cover From the water comes the rain A hornworm ends as hawkmoth In the muscle is a mouse The egg tooth cuts the egg you're in Your temple turns to house