Be Still - Becca Stevens

My grounded love

With your calm clarity

What if mine ain’t enough

For the love that you need

My tongue gets tied

And you’re clear when you speak

Your roots plant your feet

And I’m lost

Your roots plant your feet

And I’m lost in the

Your roots plant your feet

And I’m lost in the trees

Be still, my heart

It drifts above

Up where the dreams go

Out of love

Our love is a crop (Our fruitful love)

That’s sleeping

Walk me to the yard (With the calm clear heart)

And we’ll see what it needs

We’ll dig in the dirt (Your roots plant your feet)

And pull up the weeds

The truth hurts most (Steady)

When you keep it asleep

Our love is a crop (Our fruitful love)

That’s sleeping

Walk me to the yard (With the calm clear heart)

And we’ll see what it needs

We’ll dig in the dirt (Your roots plant your feet)

And pull up the weeds

The truth hurts most (Steady)

When you keep it asleep

Be still, my heart

It drifts above

Up where the dreams go

Out of love

My heart (is a moon that’s rising)

Little moon (isn't full but it’s longing to be)

This voice (is a star that’s burning)

Little voice (isn't loud but it’s learning to be)

Be still, my heart

It drifts above

Up where the dreams go

Out of love

Be still, my mind!

It drifts above

Up where the dreams go

Out of love

Out of love

Out of love

Out of love