Death Cab for Cutie - Underneath the Sycamore Lyrics

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Underneath the Sycamore

Underneath the Sycamore Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Underneath the Sycamore By Death Cab for Cutie?
Lying in a field of glass
Underneath the overpass Mangled in the shards of a mental frame Woken from a dream by my own name Well I was such a wretched man Searching everywhere for a homeland Now we are under the same sun Feel it through the leaves, let it heal us We are the same We are both sane Underneath the sycamore We are the same We are both sane 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 I cannot be stopped soon as I start But you have seen your darkest rooms And I have slept in makeshift tombs This is where we find our peace This is where we are released We are the same We are both sane Underneath the sycamore We are the same We are both sane Underneath the sycamore We are the same We are both sane Underneath the sycamore We are the same We are both sane Underneath the sycamore We are the same We are both sane Underneath the sycamore We are the same We are both sane Underneath the sycamore We are the same We are both sane Underneath the sycamore We are the same We are both sane Underneath the sycamore |
Who Wrote Underneath the Sycamore By Death Cab for Cutie?
Benjamin Gibbard, Christopher Walla
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What's The Duration Of The Underneath the Sycamore By Death Cab for Cutie?The duration of Underneath the Sycamore is 3:24 minutes and seconds. |
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