My anger is a storm with no rain Thoughts take you away again And when you leave me Where do you go? Already I've forgotten that you wait for me At the end of my thoughts I twist And turn myself a knot
You remain in this my age of reason You love me truly truly If I withhold nothing it is my bleary eyed duty
I speak to my own Wooden knees ‘neath the table I have the love of family Bright as judgement in my wake Hands down the grain of wood Wrought iron eighteen cedar It is a comfort for me to know You will it that I need her
She remains in this my age of reason She loves me truly truly If I withhold nothing it is my bleary eyed duty
Your tears fall at the top of my hat Trouble and suffering yeah yeah yeah all of that I'm wearing down your Sunday shoes Out of my head it is you I choose Lovely feathers I can't refuse It's like the moon just walked in the room Hey sober in spirit yeah sober in mind A holy fuzz comes through the line In his time
You remain in this my age of reason You love me truly truly If I withhold nothing it is my bleary eyed dutyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
