David eugene edwards - Whistling Girl lyrics

[Verse 1] A whistling girl Among his flock of sheep Lay breathing backward rest Assured Of Elijah and God's birds [Chorus] It will fall to us It will fall to us [Verse 2] Inside the home the folk pine Grow Where hearts are fire sparks are Thrown It is all that glitters This terrible weakness [Chorus] It falls to us It falls to us From his holy hill By his perfect will [Verse 3] Through the open window of the Soul tonight His yolk is easy and his burden Light Kiss the sun lest he be angry And you perish in the way [Verse 4] The rivers of the sky are dry An' roll up like a scroll Down below We tend to the forgetting Forgetting what we know The sun slips from your shoulder As you enter in the wood Without thought of thorns Without thought of thorns