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