Strange Language Lyrics

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 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