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Cowboy Junkies
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Strange Language
Lyricist:Vic Chesnutt
Up on the bluff, where I wish I was Twistin' up the pages of history My cold feet danglin', my bony arms gesturin' To summon up little chunk of that history
In the corridor the shadows are long And it messes with my equilibrium And there's strains of a strange language
Up on the bluff, where the hardwood's jut Out toward the gusts of history Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com My crusty mind cracks, my restless heart tracks The fractal lines of history
In the corridor the shadows are long And it messes with my equilibrium And there's strains of a strange language
In the corridor the shadows are long And it messes with my equilibrium And there's strains of a strange language
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