Timshel

Timshel is the eighth track off of Sigh No More, by Mumford & Sons.

Lyrics
Cold is the water

It freezes your already cold mind

Already cold, cold mind

And death is at your doorstep

And it will steal your innocence

But it will not steal your substance

But you are not alone in this

And you are not alone in this

As brothers we will stand and

We'll hold your hand, hold your hand

And you are the mother

The mother of your baby child

The one to whom you gave life

And you have your choices

And these are what make man great

His ladder to the stars

But you are not alone in this

And you are not alone in this

As brothers we will stand and

We'll hold your hand, hold your hand

But I will tell the night

And whisper lose your sight

But I can't move the mountains

For you