The Whistling Song lyrics

[Verse 1]
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 border you can see
Plain as you or me
I don't pull the lock back
And I don’t have the key

[Verse 2]
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