[00:00.000] 作曲 : Vic Chesnutt
[00:12.190]Up on the bluff, where I wish I was
[00:18.138]Twisting up the pages of history
[00:23.858]My cold feet dangling, my bony arms gesturing
[00:29.481]To summon up a little chunk of that history
[00:34.875]In the corridor the shadows are long
[00:40.852]And it messes with my equilibrium
[00:46.677]And there's strains of a strange language
[01:10.191]Up on the bluff, where the hardwoods jut
[01:15.919]Out toward the gusts of history
[01:21.871]My crusty mind cracks, my restless heart tracks
[01:27.508]The fractal lines of history
[01:32.823]In the corridor the shadows are long
[01:39.029]And it messes with my equilibrium
[01:44.950]And there's strains of a strange language
[02:31.316]In the corridor the shadows are long
[02:36.875]And it messes with my equilibrium
[02:42.918]And there's strains of a strange language