The Maker (Live)

Oh oh deep water

Black and cold like the night

I stand with arms wide open

I've run a twisted line

I'm a stranger in the eyes of the Maker

I could not see

For the fog in my eyes

I could not feel

For the fear in my life

And from across the great divide

In the distance I saw a light

Of John Baptist

Walking to me with the Maker

My body my body is bent

And broken by long and dangerous sleep

I can't work the fields of Abraham

And turn my head away

I'm not a stranger in the hands of the Maker

Brother John have you seen

The homeless daughters

Standing here with broken wings

I have seen the flaming swords

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