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 in 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      I guess whistles in my ears   'Cause I can't hear you when you're cryin'   I don't long to be anywhere at all   I don't care to live a lie      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?      I guess whistles in my ears   'Cause I can't hear you when you're cryin'   I don't long to be anywhere at all   I don't care to live a lie      I guess whistles in my ears   'Cause I can't hear you when you're cryin'   I don't long to be anywhere at all   I don't care to live a lie