Text: Geoff Moore. Out Here.

I am high above the timberline
Where the sky and mountains meet
Up where the air is very thin
Somehow it's easier to breathe

Like the wind in the canyon echoing
The spirit is calling me, whispering

Out here, in the wild and the wonder
Where the lightning and the thunder
Serve a great awakening

Out here, where the one who did the making
Is still in me creating, a place where I am free
I can hear, I can breathe, I believe, out here

I am knee deep in the chaos
Of another crazy day
It's me and all the other rats
Just trying to stay in the race

I close my eyes and I try listening
And I find the spirit is still calling me

Out here, in the wild and the wonder
Where the lightning and the thunder
Serve a great awakening

Out here, where the one who did the making
Is still in me creating, a place where I am free
I can hear, I can breathe, I believe, out here

Out here, in the wild and the wonder
Where the lightning and the thunder
Bring a great awakening

Out here, where the one who did the making
Is still in me creating, a place where I am free
I can hear, I can breathe, I believe

Out here, here, here, here, here