How fickle my heart and how woozy my eyes
I struggle to find any truth in your lies
And now my heart stumbles on things I don’t know
This weakness I feel I must finally showLend me your hand and we’ll conquer them all
But lend me your heart and I’ll just let you fall
Lend me your eyes I can change what you see
But your soul you must keep, totally free
Har har, har har, har har, har harIn these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your life
In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die
Where you invest your love, you invest your lifeAwake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
You were made to meet your maker
Awake my soul, awake my soul
Awake my soul
You were made to meet your maker
You were made to meet your maker
Mumford and Sons, Awake My Soul
Roll over Betjeman.
A one album band. Lucky boys indeed to have struck gold with the only one they’ll ever do that’s worth buying.
I think it’s probably a bit too early to say that, EK. I’ll reserve judgement until I have heard the inevitable follow-up.