Place Too Low

Tried to keep my thinking down Took some time to work it out Never in a place too low In a house up on a hill Called out to me that I should know With a whisper and a rope Being sold Oh When you go Give it to me In words I know Don't make it your own Struggle being driven out Of a crowded humming house Took my arms and legs in theirs Stolen with a breathe of air Called out to me that I would fall Left my face pressed on a wall Bring sold