perimeter

Out here on the perimeter,
hoofed feet pound the ground,
out here on the perimeter,
it seems that all is found,
but if you look,
and if you ask,
you will hear the sounds,
and visions of the holy field,
as we crawl all around.

out here on the perimeter the shadows brave the cold,
out here on the perimeter it's hard to say we know,
anything about this world from which we've come,
anything about ourselves,
that we've undone.
everything is all around,
vast, open wide,
everything for anything,
all you need is sky,
it's no wonder you are scared,
so many come and go,
but the tale they told is true,
and this is all i know.

out here on the perimeter the old man knows,
out here on the perimeter, no we can't grow old,
but if you reach without hands,
you may grasp the sun,
and if you fall over,
you'll drown in the seas of emotion.