Where The Fence Is Low (Acoustic)-Lights

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 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 Oh, where the fence is low 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 binds 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 Oh, where the fence is low Where the fence is low 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