Mumford and sons i believe in grace and choice

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Mumford & Sons - Babel

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'Cause I know my weakness know my voice. And I believe in grace and choice And I know perhaps my heart is farce. But I'll be born without a.

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Toggle navigation Sasslantis. Mumford And Sons - Babel '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! 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.

Thankfully, this is the whole package. The band does little tinkering with the formula that blasted through the music world with the release of their debut, Sigh No More. That means more acoustic shredding, more anthemic choruses and another song that features the F-bomb smack in the middle of a confession worthy of its own mini-film.
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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.

I know the time has numbered my days, And I'll go along with everything you say But I'll ride home laughing, look at me now, For the walls of my tower they come crumbling down And my ears hear the call of my unborn sons, And I know the 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 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 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 For the walls of my tower they come crumbling down You ask where will we stand in the winds that will howl Is all we see we'll slipping to 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 fast But I'll be born without a mask. Volg ons op social media.

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