It's raining in this room

And it's so hot outside this room

I don't know no one here
I don't want to be here

In this room

We hold parties in our sleep

We fill ourselves up in our sleep

And I'll heal you when you're ill

Though it's hard keeping still
In our sleep

Pries the hair out of her mouth

Whilst the circus is heading South

While we search in the sand
Don't ask them to understand
Why they cover up  up their hands

And their mouths