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Where the fence is low
And the water is rising
And the fire comes down
And the dark fills the skies in
One foot on the ledge
And I'm feeling for safety
Somewhere between sure
And I don't know, maybe
I'm off on my rope here
I'm off on my own here
And I find my hope here
I find my own here
I'm off on my rope here
The fence is low
Where the fence is low
Where the fence is low
Each shadow I walk
To the ends of the forest
And the shape of the hands
They break the ground for us
The fear that contains
That burns like a blessing
I've been here before
The edge, and I'm guessing
I'm off on my rope here
I'm off on my own here
And I find my hope here
I find my own here
I'm off on my rope where
The fence is low
Where the fence is low
Where the fence is low
And the water is rising
And the fire comes down
And the dark fills the skies in
One foot on the ledge
And I'm feeling for safety
Somewhere between sure
And I don't know, maybe
I'm off on my rope here
I'm off on my own here
And I find my hope here
I find my own here
I'm off on my rope here
The fence is low
Where the fence is low
Where the fence is low
Each shadow I walk
To the ends of the forest
And the shape of the hands
They break the ground for us
The fear that contains
That burns like a blessing
I've been here before
The edge, and I'm guessing
I'm off on my rope here
I'm off on my own here
And I find my hope here
I find my own here
I'm off on my rope where
The fence is low
Where the fence is low
Where the fence is low
Lyrics submitted by nicoleninja
Track duration: 03:25
"Where the Fence Is Low" as written by Thomas Salter, Lights Valerie Poxleitner, Jason Lee Parsons
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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She said that when she finished her album, the dreams stopped. This song is about the creation of Siberia.
and the water is rising
And the fire comes down,
and the dark fills the skies in
One foot on the ledge,
one feeling for safety
Somewhere between sure,
and I don't know, maybe...
I'm off of my rope here
I'm off on my own here
I find my hope here
I find my own here
I'm off of my rope here
Where the fence is low
Each shadow I walk,
to the ends of the forest
In the shape of the hands,
that break the ground for us
The fear that contains,
that blinds like a blessing
I've been here before,
then again I'm guessing...
I'm off of my rope here
I'm off on my own here
I find my hope here
I find my own here
I'm off of my rope here
Where the fence is low
Low, low, low, low
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm off of my rope here
I'm off on my own here
I find my hope here
I find my own here
I'm off of my rope here
Where the fence is low