| Song | Between Fence Posts |
| Artist | Drowse |
| Album | Light Mirror |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:04.793] | Fence in Winter |
| [00:17.626] | Overgrown |
| [00:20.797] | And closed |
| [00:30.728] | Four sides |
| [00:33.530] | Nothing enters— |
| [00:44.030] | Just silent snow |
| [01:01.667] | Trust that it won’t open up; |
| [01:14.873] | Seasons change and it remains untouched |
| [01:34.093] | Inside black |
| [01:37.887] | Vines wither |
| [01:49.280] | As they glow |
| [02:01.327] | You are the moonlight |
| [02:11.342] | Shining in |
| [02:16.905] | Between posts |
| [02:31.580] | Trust that it won’t open up; |
| [02:44.834] | Seasons change and it remains untouched |
| [02:58.181] | The sound of death surrounds it all the time |
| [03:11.335] | Though flowers sometimes spring up on the vines |
| [00:04.793] | Fence in Winter |
| [00:17.626] | Overgrown |
| [00:20.797] | And closed |
| [00:30.728] | Four sides |
| [00:33.530] | Nothing enters |
| [00:44.030] | Just silent snow |
| [01:01.667] | Trust that it won' t open up |
| [01:14.873] | Seasons change and it remains untouched |
| [01:34.093] | Inside black |
| [01:37.887] | Vines wither |
| [01:49.280] | As they glow |
| [02:01.327] | You are the moonlight |
| [02:11.342] | Shining in |
| [02:16.905] | Between posts |
| [02:31.580] | Trust that it won' t open up |
| [02:44.834] | Seasons change and it remains untouched |
| [02:58.181] | The sound of death surrounds it all the time |
| [03:11.335] | Though flowers sometimes spring up on the vines |
| [00:04.793] | Fence in Winter |
| [00:17.626] | Overgrown |
| [00:20.797] | And closed |
| [00:30.728] | Four sides |
| [00:33.530] | Nothing enters |
| [00:44.030] | Just silent snow |
| [01:01.667] | Trust that it won' t open up |
| [01:14.873] | Seasons change and it remains untouched |
| [01:34.093] | Inside black |
| [01:37.887] | Vines wither |
| [01:49.280] | As they glow |
| [02:01.327] | You are the moonlight |
| [02:11.342] | Shining in |
| [02:16.905] | Between posts |
| [02:31.580] | Trust that it won' t open up |
| [02:44.834] | Seasons change and it remains untouched |
| [02:58.181] | The sound of death surrounds it all the time |
| [03:11.335] | Though flowers sometimes spring up on the vines |