Down from my 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 gra** of tunnel it flows back
Down from my 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