The Maker - Live at Radio City Music Hall, New York, NY - April 2007

Oh, oh deep water
 black, and cold like the night.
 I stand with arms wide open,
 I've run a twisted mile.
 I'm a stranger in the eyes of the maker
 
 I could not see for the fog in my eyes,
 and i could not feel for the fear in my life.
 But from across the great divide,
 in the distance i saw light.
 Jean Baptiste walking to me with the maker.
 
 My body is bent and broken,
 by long and dangerous seas.
 But i cant work the fields of Abraham
 and turn my head away.
 I'm not a stranger in the hands of the maker.
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 Brother John, have you seen the homeless daughters
 standing there, with broken wings?
 Well i have seen the flaming sword
 there, over east of eden,
 burning in the eyes of the maker
 burning in the eyes of the maker
 burning in the eyes of the maker
 oh river rise from your sleep
 oh river rise from your sleep
 oh river rise from your sleep