Down in Larissa's lagoon She sits by the light of the moon She's hearing voices in her head She must be strong She must not give in to their song She's hearing voices in her head Down in Larissa's lagoon Her guests; they sleep in separate rooms But her father comes to tuck her into bed She's lost her mind Got no control And there's nowhere else to go When her father comes to tuck her into bed But Larissa woke up one morning singing, "Hallelujah, remember me for my passion; the paradise that I imagined, hallelujah." Down in Larissa's lagoon The skies; they never look blue 'Cause someone spiked the rain With a little extra juice She thinks she's being followed Any minute she'll be swallowed Someone spiked this rain With a little extra juice Hallelujah...hallelujah...hallelujah...hallelujah Down in Larissa's lagoon There is no force that's greater Looming deep within a very, very, very troubled girl She stays awake for hours Picking out the sweetest flowers To lay upon the grave of a very, very troubled girl