Mumford & Sons - Feel the Tide [Live] Lyrics
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Feel the Tide [Live]
Feel the Tide [Live] Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Feel the Tide [Live] By Mumford & Sons?
She sits him down in a stiff chair
Rubs his back and strokes his hair Telling him it's okay to cry But he just sits and stares The merciless moon outside Has nothing now he's come to realize Only the desolation he feels The cold distance inside But you and I now We can be alright Just hold on to what we know is true You and I now Though it's cold inside Feel the tide turning While the priest just sits and weeps Lamenting the fact that he can see Darkness and light in so much detail He has given himself over Refusing what he knows to be real He turns away from every meal Starving himself of goodness He doesn't think he can heal But you and I now We can be alright Just hold on to what we know is true You and I now Though it's cold inside Feel the tide turning "What if I lost all I had?" Said the stranger to his dad And the witness was confused He can't tell what is bad Instead he runs up to the nearest girl And he comments on her glorious curls Says, "Darling come with me I'll show you a whole new world" But you and I now We can be alright Just hold on to what we know is true You and I now Though it's cold inside Feel the tide turning |
Who Wrote Feel the Tide [Live] By Mumford & Sons?
Benjamin Walter David Lovett, Edward James Milton Dwane, Marcus Oliver Johnstone Mumford, Winston Aubrey Aladar Marshall
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What's The Duration Of The Feel the Tide [Live] By Mumford & Sons?The duration of Feel the Tide [Live] is 3:41 minutes and seconds. |
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