The Whistling Song Lyrics - Meat Puppets Ii - Meat Puppets

It's the shadow in the dark 

The silver in the park 

It's the broken, faded bird 

You've learned to call your heart 

It's hotter than you can seek 

Plainer than you or me 

I don't pull the lock back 

And I don't have the key 

It's the hole in the living room 

Just above the door 

Whistles while it hangs there 

Feathers drip from every pore 

It shows the spectacle of falling 

And settles to the floor 

It shows the spectacle of falling 

And settles to the floor