Theres nobody
Theres no mountain
Theres no tunnel
You cant get from there to here
You cant get from here to there
repeat
There hasnt been a change in the atmostphere
nothing twistin round, burnin down, come around
There hasnt been a change for over a year
slidin through, divided through, hiding you
There hasnt been a change in the atmostphere
shut it up, rollin up, finding you
Pull the tap
Just a tad
gypsy haircut
Theres no atmosphere
a bearskin rug, the tambourines
Dig a tunnel through the mountain black piano on the mountain
How many the atmospheres are out there
theres a broken bottle…in the tunnel
Theres a tunnel from there to here
Cut your hand on the atmosphere
Split in two
Bandaids on your hand
Split the atmosphere
Split in two
Staring at you