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 whirlpool 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