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 grass 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. 

I shut my eyes