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Babel 
Medium
by Mumford & Sons
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'Cause I know that time has my days
And I’ll go along with everything you say
But I’ll home laughing, at me now
The walls of my town, they come crumbling down
And my hear the of my unborn sons
And I know choices colour all I’ve done
But I’ll explain it all to the watchman’s son
I ain't ever lived a year better spent in love
'Cause I'll know my weakness, know my voice
And I'll in and choice...
And I know my heart is fast
But be born without a mask....
the city nurtured my and my pride
I stretch my arms into the sky
I cry Babel! Babel! at me now
But the walls of my town
come crumbling down...
You ask where will we stand
In the howl
As all we see into the cloud
So 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 heart
I should’ve known I was weaker the start
You’ll build your walls
And I will play my bloody part
To tear, them down
Well I’m gonna tear, down!
'Cause I my weakness know my voice
And I'll believe in grace and choice
And I know perhaps my heart is fast
But be born a mask
And I’ll go along with everything you say
But I’ll home laughing, at me now
The walls of my town, they come crumbling down
And my hear the of my unborn sons
And I know choices colour all I’ve done
But I’ll explain it all to the watchman’s son
I ain't ever lived a year better spent in love
'Cause I'll know my weakness, know my voice
And I'll in and choice...
And I know my heart is fast
But be born without a mask....
the city nurtured my and my pride
I stretch my arms into the sky
I cry Babel! Babel! at me now
But the walls of my town
come crumbling down...
You ask where will we stand
In the howl
As all we see into the cloud
So 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 heart
I should’ve known I was weaker the start
You’ll build your walls
And I will play my bloody part
To tear, them down
Well I’m gonna tear, down!
'Cause I my weakness know my voice
And I'll believe in grace and choice
And I know perhaps my heart is fast
But be born a mask
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