Chewing Cotton Wool

She's the only one around

And she's turning off the lights

And she's inside every crack

She's the only thing in sight

She's the only one I see

And she's flying through the air

She's the dust upon the sill

She's everywhere

And she's breaking up the line

And she's sitting in the rain

She's the trailer for a film

She's the curtain at the end

She's the sound of your own voice

She's someone else's drink

She's like living in the countryside

She's the whirpool in the sink

She's a memory I record

And she's waiting in a hole

She's the monster in the fridge

She's chewing cotton wool