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The Whistling Song Lyrics
by 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 not a thing you can seek,
Plainer than you or me,
I’ve opened a lock there,
And I don’t have the key,
No key…
It’s over in the living room,
Just above the door,
Whistles while it hangs there,
Feathers drip from every pore,
It shows a spectacle of falling,
Settles to the floor,
It shows a spectacle of falling,
And settles to the floor,
Settles to the floor!
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This is what I hear, It's really hard to hear the second verse, especially the first and third sentences. Listen and tell me what you think.
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