There's nobody
There's no mountain
There's no tunnel
You can't get from there to here
You can't get from here to there

There's nobody
There's no mountain
There's no tunnel
You can't get from there to here
You can't get from here to there

There hasn't been a change in the atmosphere
Nothing twisting round, burning down, coming round
There hasn't been a change for over a year
Slid it through, ride it through, hiding you
There hasn't been a change in the atmosphere
Shut it up, roll it up, follow you

Pull the tap
Give it a stab
There's no atmosphere
Dig a tunnel
Through the mountain
How many atmospheres are out there
There's a telephone
There to here

Gypsy haircut
Bearskin rug
And tambourines
A black piano
On the mountain
To the atmospheres are out there
There's a broken bottle
There's a...
Through the tunnel
Cut your hand on the atmosphere
Split in two
Band-aids on your hand
Split
The atmosphere
Is split in two
Staring at you