Babel - Mumford & Sons

I know that time has numbered my days

And I’ll go along with everything you say

But I’ll write home laughing, «Look at me now»

But the walls in my town will come crumbling down

My ears hear the call of my unborn sons

And I know that choices color all I’ve done

But I’ll explain it all to the watchman’s son

I never lived a year better spent in love

I know my weakness, know my voice

And I’ll believe in Grace and Choice

And I know perhaps my heart is sparse

But I’ll be born without a mask (oh)

Like the city that nurtured my greed and my pride

I stretch my arms into the sky

I cried, «Babel, Babel look at me now»

But the walls of my town they come crumbling down

You ask, «Where we will stand in winds that will howl?»

As all we see will slip into the cloud

So come down from your mountain and stand where we 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