Kent
Whistle Song

There is something in her eyes 
that's making me scared 
It's clinging to my shirt now 
like static in her hair 
And something here is wrong 
I heard it when she spoke 
Her dust flows through my veins now 
and I'm yesterday's joke 

chorus: 
And it seems impossible to meet her simple needs 
She breathes invincible 
and it's giving me the creeps 
She's still the wild one here, the incendiary soul 
She is in flame and I am cold 
god I'm getting old 

She is talking through a yawn 
and the radio is on 
I listen through the thin walls 
and someone's whistling along 
There is something in the air 
Squeezing out sparks 
The striplight flickers and then dies 
and leaves us in the dark 

chorus 

And I'd make you a believer 
But you're not a receiver 
And you're now a believer 
And you're not a receiver 
And I'll make you a believer 
But you're not a receiver 
And I'll make you a believer 
But you're not a receiver 
And I'll make you a believer 
But you're not a receiver 
Yeah I'll make you a believer 
Because you're not a receiver