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