Meat Puppets - The Whistling Song lyrics
[Meat Puppets - The Whistling Song lyrics]
The silver in the park
It’s the broken, faded bird
You’ve learned to call your heart
It’s not a border you can see
Plain as you or me
I don't pull the lock back
And I don’t have the key
It hovers in the living room
Just above the door
It whistles while it hangs there
Feathers drip from every pore
It shows a spectacle of falling
And settles to the floor
It shows a spectacle of falling
And settles to the floor
Settles to the floor
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