Mumford & Sons

Babel

Mumford & Sons

Babel


Cause I know that time has numbered my days
And I go along with everything you say

But I'll ride home laughing, look at me now
The walls of my town they come crumbling down

And my ears hear
The call of my unborn sons
And I know their choices color all I've done

But I'll explain it all to the watchman's son
I never lived a year better spent in love

Cause I know my weakness, know my voice
And I'll believe in grace and choice
And I know perhaps my heart is farce
But I'll be born without a mask

Like the city that nurtured my greed and my pride
I stretch my arms into the sky

I cry, Babel, Babel, look at me now
The walls of my town they come crumbling down

You ask where will we stand in the winds that will howl
As all we see will slip into the cloud

So come down from your mountain
And stand where we've been
You know our breath is weak
And our bodies thin

Press my nose up to the glass around your heart
I should have known I was weaker from the start
You'll build your walls
And I'll play my bloody part
To tear, tear them down
Well I'm gonna tear, tear them down

Cos know my weakness, know my voice
And I'll believe in grace and choice
And I know perhaps my heart is farce
But I'll be born without a mask

Compositores: Marcus Oliver Johnstone Mumford, Edward James Milton Dwane (Ted Dwane), Winston Aubrey Aladar Marshall (Country Winston), Benjamin Walter David Lovett (Ben Lovett)
ECAD: Obra #7024188 Fonograma #12008048

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