Green Grass of Tunnel

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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