Fieldwork - Everywhere lyrics

In the dull light of the 60 watt I can barely read your note With your tiny letters flung like chains across a paper moat My little lungs are battling and they clutch at every breath For the last thing that you scribbled there is go and be yourself The fingers made of hanger wire all curled and tangled up Trace circles made by coffee cups left on the table top And your shoes are still parked at the door, and your hair still in the bath The gla**es in our cupboards purr to the hum of distant cars You are everywhere I look, you are everywhere You are everywhere I look, you are everywhere You are everywhere I look, you are everywhere You are everywhere I look, you are everywhere