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Babel (Mumford & Sons)

'Cause I know that time has numbered my days And I'll 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 ain't ever lived a year better 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 farce, But I'll be born without a mask Like the city that nurtured my greed and my pride, I stretched my arms into the sky I cry Babel! Babel! Look at me now Then 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 body thin Press my nose up, to the glass around your heart I should've known I was weaker from the start, You'll build your walls and I will play my bloody part To tear, tear them down, Well I'm gonna tear, tear them down '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