Music Monday: Underneath the Sycamore

We were both broken in our own ways

Sifting through the rubble for the wrong things

I know you've got a vengeful heart

And that I cannot be stopped as soon as I start

But you have seen your darkest rooms

And I have slept in makeshift tombs

And this is where we find our peace

This is where we are released

I absolutely fall in love with songs too easily. Let me just rest for a moment and let my worries disappear.