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