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