Under the Wooden Fence
Style: Fingerpicked night

[Verse 1]
Down by the fence where the dark soil is turning
Small sleepy birds have all tucked in their wings
The night is soft and it asks nothing of you
So let your eyes close on these gentle small things

[Pre-chorus]
The whole wide dark has gone quiet and slow
Nothing tonight is in any hurry to go
So breathe out easy and let the hush stir it

[Chorus]
Rupert, the night folds round you like a feather
Nothing can touch you, we're wrapped here together
Sleep finds you gentle, it never will hurt you
Close your eyes, Rupert, let quiet occur to you

[Verse 2]
Under the fence the soil keeps its own kind of warm
Holding the small things safe from the storm
You are held closer than any bird's nest
Wrapped up and certain and ready to rest

[Chorus]
Rupert, the night folds round you like a feather
Nothing can touch you, we're wrapped here together
Sleep finds you gentle, it never will hurt you
Close your eyes, Rupert, let quiet occur to you

[Bridge]
However far this soft dark goes on turning
You are the light that it keeps on returning

[Chorus]
Rupert, the night folds round you like a feather
Nothing can touch you, we're wrapped here together
Sleep finds you gentle, it never will hurt you
Close your eyes, Rupert, let quiet occur to you

[Outro]
Somewhere the birds sleep warm in the soil's low hollow
And you are the peace that this whole night will follow

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