All the branches are quiet when we first see the tree
And then they come alive
So many birds are flying over me
Their wings all fill the sky
On the bridge where they live
The caterpillar crawls one sticky foot at a time
Gonna find a cozy place and hang like a J
And turn into a butterfly
Further down the road is an ant with a load
A crumb for the queen that's sweet
Ant was feeling glad about a child who had
Dropped their ice cream cone in the street