The Whistling Song - Lyrics by Meat Puppets


Lyrics
It's the shadow in the darkit's the silver in the parkit's the broken, faded birdyou've learned to call your heartit's not a border that you can seejust as plain as you or mei can't throw the lock backand i don't have the keyit hovers in the living roomjust above the doorit whistles while it hangs therefeathers dripping from every porethey show the spectacle of fallingand settle to the floor
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