Everywhere Letras

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 glasses 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