Timshel

Broken and shattered and trying to put the pieces back together...

to be stronger on the other side...

This song moves me...

Timshel - Mumford and Son

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

The Hebrew word Timshel - 'thou mayest'

we have a choice... for if we 'mayest' so too then we 'mayest not'

triumph over "sin"... "ignorance"...

Choices... every day...