“Nashville in February”
Mumford and Sons put on an amazing concert in Denver this week. I was there to feel the pounding drums, join the crowd in singing through most of their current album, and revel in the convergence of good lyrics, good music and expansive passion.
In addition to singing from their already published list, they also sprinkled a half dozen new songs through the evening. Some they said were just written within the last few days.
Here is a link to a video I made to one of the newest songs, which they said they wrote “in Nashville in February.” (How could I resist?) I’m posting the lyrics as I hear them. I have most of the song, but still a few rough patches on catching all the words. And I don’t know the title for certain (and maybe they don’t yet either) but a little searching turns up . . .
(sung at the Fillmore in Denver, CO)
Here my voice
I came out of the woods by choice
The shelter also gave them shade
But in the dark I have no name
So leave that clear in my head
And I’ll remember the words that you said
Brought me out from the cold
How I long, how I long to grow old
So when you hold some fire
But you know your desire don’t hold a glass over the flame
Don’t let your heart grow cold
I will call you by name
I want to say [you’re home]
Wrestled long with my youth
Tried so hard to live in the truth
Do not tell me all is fine
I’ll lose my head, I lose my spine
So we’ve got [clear] in my head
And I remember the words that you said
Brought me out from the cold
How I long, how I long to grow old
So when you hold some fire
But you know your desire don’t hold a glass over the flame
Oh don’t let your heart grow cold
I’ll call you by name
I’ll share your [home]
Hold me fast, hold me fast
Cause I’m hopeless wanderer
Hold my fast, hold me fast
Cause I’m a hopeless wanderer
I won’t last, I won’t last
Without the skies up above me
I won’t last, I won’t last
Without the skies above me
The skies above . . .
