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