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