'Cause I know that time has numbered my days
And I go along with everything you say
But I write 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 never lived a year better spent in love
'Cause I know my weakness, know my voice,
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 nursed my greed and my pride
I stretch my arms into the sky
I cry Babel, Babel, look at me now,
The walls of my town they come crumbling down
You ask where will we stand in the winds
That will howl as though
The sea will slip into the cloud
So come down from your mountain
And stand where we've been you know
Our breath is weeak and our bodies thin
Press my nose up to the glass around your heart
I should have known I was weaker from the start
You'll build your walls and I'll play my bloody part
To tear, tear them down
Well I'm gonna tear, tear them down
Know my weakness, know my voice
I believe in grace and choice
I know that perhaps my heart is farce
But I know that I'll be born without a mask
compositores: BENJAMIN WALTER DAVID LOVETT, EDWARD JAMES MILTON DWANE, MARCUS OLIVER JOHNSTONE MUMFORD, WINSTON AUBREY ALADAR MARSHALL
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