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Babel 
Medium
by Mumford & Sons
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'Cause I that time has my days
And I’ll go with everything you say
But I’ll ride home laughing, look at me now
The of my town, come crumbling down
And my ears hear the call of my unborn sons
And I that choices colour all I’ve done
But explain 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 my heart is fast
But I’ll be without a mask....
Like the city nurtured my and my pride
I stretch my arms the sky
I cry Babel! Babel! Look at me now
But the walls of my town
come crumbling down...
You ask where will we stand
In the that will howl
As all we see will into the cloud
So come your mountain
And stand where been
You know our breath is weak and our bodies thin
Press my nose up to the heart
I should’ve known I was weaker from the start
You’ll your walls
And I will my bloody part
To tear, them down
Well gonna tear, them down!
'Cause I know my weakness know my voice
And I'll believe in grace and choice
And I perhaps my heart is fast
But I’ll be born without a mask
And I’ll go with everything you say
But I’ll ride home laughing, look at me now
The of my town, come crumbling down
And my ears hear the call of my unborn sons
And I that choices colour all I’ve done
But explain 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 my heart is fast
But I’ll be without a mask....
Like the city nurtured my and my pride
I stretch my arms the sky
I cry Babel! Babel! Look at me now
But the walls of my town
come crumbling down...
You ask where will we stand
In the that will howl
As all we see will into the cloud
So come your mountain
And stand where been
You know our breath is weak and our bodies thin
Press my nose up to the heart
I should’ve known I was weaker from the start
You’ll your walls
And I will my bloody part
To tear, them down
Well gonna tear, them down!
'Cause I know my weakness know my voice
And I'll believe in grace and choice
And I perhaps my heart is fast
But I’ll be born without a mask
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