The Maker *' - Live at the United Center, Chicago, IL - December 1998

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
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 I could not see
 For fog in my eyes
 I could not feel
 For the fear in my life
 From across the great divide
 In the distance i saw a light
 John baptist
 Walking to me with the maker
 So my body is bent and broken
 By long and dangerous sleep
 I can 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 there
 With broken wings
 I have seen the flaming swords
 There over east of eden
 Burning in the eyes of the maker
 Oh burning in the eyes of the maker
 Burning in the eyes of the maker
 Oh river rise from your sleep