Down from the ceiling
Drips great noise
It drips on my head through a hole in the roof
Behind these two hills here
There's a pool
And when i'm swimming in
Through a tunnel
I shut my eyes
Inside the cabin
I make sounds
In through the tubes i send this noise
Behind these two hills here
Fall asleep
And when i float in
Green grass of tunnel
It flows back
Down from the ceiling
Drips great noise
It drips on my head through a hole in the roof
Behind these two hills here
There's a pool
And when i'm swimming in
Through a tunnel
I shut my eyes