Mumford & Sons - Ghosts That We Knew Lyrics
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Ghosts That We Knew
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What Are The Lyrics For Ghosts That We Knew By Mumford & Sons?
You saw my pain, washed out in the rain
Broken glass, saw the blood run from my veins But you saw no fault no cracks in my heart And you knelt beside my hope torn apart But the ghosts that we knew will flicker from you And we'll live a long life So give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light 'Cause oh that gave me such a fright But I will hold as long as you like Just promise me we'll be alright So lead me back Turn south from that place And close my eyes from my recent disgrace 'Cause you know my call We'll share my all Now children come and they will hear me roar So give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light 'Cause oh that gave me such a fright But I will hold as long as you like Just promise me we'll be alright But hold me still bury my heart on the cold And hold me still bury my heart on the cold So give me hope in the darkness that I will see the light 'Cause oh that gave me such a fright But I will hold on as long as you like Just promise me that we'll be alright But the ghosts that we knew made us blackened or blue But we'll live a long life And the ghosts that we knew will flicker from view And we'll live a long life |
Who Wrote Ghosts That We Knew By Mumford & Sons?
Benjamin Walter David Lovett, Edward James Milton Dwane, Marcus Oliver Johnstone Mumford, Winston Aubrey Aladar Marshall
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