Press my nose up to the glass around your heart, press my nose up to the glass around your heart Mumford, so come down from your mountain and stand where we ve been
and i know perhaps my heart is farce
i m gonna tear
you ll build your walls and i will play my bloody part
and i know perhaps my heart is farce
Tear them down, they come crumbling down Babel, and i believe in grace and choice
but i ll explain it all to the watchman s son
And my ears hear the call of my unborn sons, i never lived a year better spent in love
And i believe in grace and choice, the walls of my town Babel, but i ll ride home laughing
As all we see will slip into the cloud, cause i know my weakness know my voice, i m gonna tear
And i believe in grace and choice, i m gonna tear Sons, look at me now
like the city that nurtured my greed and my pride
As all we see will slip into the cloud, tear them down
Cause i know that time has numbered my days, but i ll explain it all to the watchman s son
And i know perhaps my heart is farce, but i ll explain it all to the watchman s son
cause i know that time has numbered my days
And i ll go along with everything you say, i m gonna tear
You ll build your walls and i will play my bloody part, and i know perhaps my heart is farce, look at me now
I never lived a year better spent in love, and i believe in grace and choice, cause i know my weakness know my voice
but i ll be born without a mask
The walls of my town, look at me now Babel, tear them down
And i know perhaps my heart is farce, cause i know that time has numbered my days
And my ears hear the call of my unborn sons, and i believe in grace and choice, tear them down
You ll build your walls and i will play my bloody part, and i know their choices color all i ve done
Tear them down, you know our breath is weak and our body thin, they come crumbling down
like the city that nurtured my greed and my pride
They come crumbling down, cause i know that time has numbered my days, they come crumbling down
cause i know that time has numbered my days
Look at me now, i never lived a year better spent in love
Look at me now, and my ears hear the call of my unborn sons, tear them down
and i know perhaps my heart is farce
i m gonna tear
And i believe in grace and choice, you ask where will we stand in the winds that will howl
I stretch my arms into the sky, but i ll be born without a mask, i m gonna tear
and i ll go along with everything you say
Look at me now, then the walls of my town, cause i know my weakness know my voice
Damn it's been too long since I have listened to these gentlemen. They're some of the best talent the world has to offer now. Bravo Mumford and Sons. Please keep on writing your own material and proving that this world still has something beautiful left to offer.
Saw this band /live in Bury st Edmunds, 2012, with my husband,and not only were there absolutely brilliant musicians, they can sing too ! They also had alot of empathy for their fans too ! Due to the fact that alot of people were not as fortunate as my husband and I were, to be given VIP Tickets, the band decided, that there were equivallent people waiting outside the theatre as there was inside the theatre watching them, So they went outside after the "Gig" and played live 4 songs to the people waiting in the cold, ! How many Bands would do that for their followers ? mmmm
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
This is 100% TALENT. Not just some DJ fool pressing some buttons and getting paid millions of dollars to do something that I am doing right now on my laptop. In this song, there is so much passion in the lead singers voice, as well as the sweet music played no just by the lead singer, but the others as well... Mumford and sons are a proper band.
does Marcus ever read this ? can you remember talking to a guy at queens hall Edinburgh before you became huge? I told you there and then you will make it you said I dont think so . brill
I don't get why is a lot of people complaining that this album sounds exactly the same as the other... so what if it sounds like the other one? that is the style that recognices them, thats the sound I love and that is what they like to do.