Beloved (Mumford & Sons)

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Mumford & Sons

Austere, enthroned in white grandeur
But tired and shift
A whisper of wayward silver hair
From your eyes
I’d never seen you unkempt before
As you whisper “Darling close the door”
How have I not made a note of every word
You ever said
And time, is not on our side
But I’ll pretend that it’s alright
She says the Lord has a plan
But admits it’s pretty hard to understand

Before you leave
You must know you are beloved
And before you leave
Remember I was with you

Are you afraid
However could you not be
In this rosy light
This is strange
I see a hand come through the mirror
Pointing at the light
Pointing at the light we never see
As you put your feathered arms over me

Before you leave
You must know you are beloved
And before you
Leave remember I was with you