The ceiling had something mysterious to meIt seemed to fall down like fruit from a treeThere were things coming out, a horse, a knight,Men, women, children, all lost in a fightA rose, a sword, a snake, a shieldWhat was hidden so long was now all revealedA goddess, an angel, a star, a childI lay on the floor, froze the moment for a whileHow many eyes had seen this beforeLetâs go to Greece and discover old historiesHow many eyes had seen this beforeHow many eyes have felt this joyThe things in my head opened up to meThe things in my head, the things in my headThe ceiling had something mysterious to meThere were wheels, not of fortune, and moreThings to seePerhaps I had drunk too much ginâCause my eyes didnât know where exactly to beginThe more I drank, the sharper they gotSuppose itâs quite normal that I saw a lotThe mermaidâs fingers gently on his headLike a girl so in love with the boy she just metLetâs go to Greece and discover old historiesHow many eyes had seen this beforeHow many eyes have felt this joyThe things in my head opened up to meThe things in my head, the things in my headHow many eyes had seen this beforeHow many eyes have felt this joyThe things in my head opened up to meThe things in my head, the things in my headThe things in my head, the things in my headAre driving me mad…