Where The Fence Is Low (Acoustic)

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 Where the fence is low Where the fence is low low, low Where the fence is low low, low Each shadow I walk To the ends of the forest And the shape of the hands That break the ground for us The fear that contains That binds like a blessing I've been here before Then again 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 here Where the fence is low Where the fence is low low, low Where the fence is low low, low Low, low, low, low Low, low, low, low Low, low, low, low Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh 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 Where the fence is low low, low