Through the fence
Looking through the fence I see
Rolling hills and fields of green
Oh so close, the other side
A place to run under blue skies
And yet I do not seem to know
How to move from this shadow
Should I slowly start to climb
Or with one leap just try to fly
I am sure there is a way
Lord, please hold my hand today
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"Every song that I write comes from my own personal experience. i believe the role of an artist is to interpret reality through a system of beliefs and a long-term seeking of truth, in your own life and in the world at large." Dan Folgelberg
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