[Verse 1]
Stumblin' down the road I gets to thinkin' as I leave her
I've left so many times before
That old north wind's a-blowin' circles 'round my feet
What is this sorrow ever for?
She was an angel who flies high into the heavens
I was a pigeon on the church
She breathed pure golden as she hid from the procession
I tumbled from my lowly perch
[Chorus]
I guess it whistles in my ears
'Cause I can't hear it when you cry
I don't long to be anywhere at all
I don't care to live a lie
[Verse 2]
There is a secret in the middle of the sea
When you acquire a vicious thirst
Then love will cool your brow and soothe the apparition
But is it just another curse?
Oh baby Jesus, mother Mary, God the father
The big triangle needs repairs
I know we learn within the vision of our spirit
Do you prefer us cold and bare?
[Chorus]
I guess it whistles in my ears
'Cause I can't hear it when you cry
I don't long to be anywhere at all
I don't care to live a lie
I guess it whistles in my ears
'Cause I can't hear it when you cry
I don't long to be anywhere at all
I don't care to live a lie
Whistles In My Ears was produced by Glen Spreen.