Letra de The Maker
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 makerI could not see for fog in my eyes I could not feel for the fear in my life And across the great divide in the distance I saw a light Saw Jean Baptiste walking to me with the makerMy body is bent and broken by long and dangerous leaps I can't work the fields of Abraham and turn my head away I'm not a stranger in the hands of the makerBrother John, have you seen the homeless daughters Standing there with broken wings? I have seen the flaming swords there over east of Eden Burning in the eyes of the makerBurning in the eyes of the maker Burning in the eyes of the maker Oh river (oh river) rise from your sleep