Vic Chesnutt Strange Language Lyrics

up on the bluffwhere I wish I wastwisting up the pages of history
my cold feet danglingmy bony arms gesturingto summon up a little chunk of that history
in the corridor the shadows are longand it messes with my equilibriumand there's strains of a strange language
up on the bluffwhere the hardwoods jutout toward the gusts of history
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my crusty mind cracksmy restless heart tracksthe fractal lines of history

in the corridor the shadows are longand it messes with my equilibriumand there's strains of a strange language