Strange Language Lyrics - Demons - Cowboy Junkies

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 

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 

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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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