Voices (исполнитель: Mumford & Sons)
He was alone outside on the night his glory died. Just sat and cried. Now the rain that he longed for fell from her face, as a penance he paid for his crime. So he took all he had and he ran, and he ran for his life. He left his wife-and how I long to be a child of the light and for once in his life, he ran. Leave, leave me alone with my voices Leave, leave me alone to my choices for I will [bad word] by my vices. So take your leave from the words as they drip from the mouths of a child, soft and [bad word] away from the sins of your rage and the way you . Leave, leave me alone with my voices Leave, leave me alone to my choices 'cause I will [bad word] by my vices Oh leave, leave me alone with my voices Leave me alone to my choices 'cause I will [bad word] by my vices Oh leave, leave me alone with my voices Leave me alone to my choices 'cause I will [bad word] by my vices