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 Lyricist: Wovenhand
 Lyrics: 
 BLEARY EYED DUTY 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
 If 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 drop 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 duty
 
 
		
		
	
 
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