The Maker
Tim Reynolds
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[Intro]F F F F[Strophe]Dm C FOh, oh deep waterDm C FBlack and cold like the nightBb C F BbI stand with arms wide open, I've run a twisted lineBb C FI'm a stranger in the eyes of the Maker[Strophe]Dm C FI could not see for the fog in my eyesDm C FI could not feel for the fear in my lifeBb C F BbAnd from across the great divide, in the distance I saw a lightBb C FJean Baptiste walking to me with the Maker[Strophe]Dm C FMy body is bent and brokenDm C FBy long and dangerous sleepBb C F BbI can't work the fields of Abraham, and turn my head awayBb C FI'm not a stranger in the hands of the Maker[Strophe]Dm C FBrother John, have you seen the homeless daughtersDm C FStanding there with broken wingsBb C F BbI have seen the flaming swords, there over east of EdenBb C FBurning in the eyes of the MakerBb C FBurning in the eyes of the MakerBb C FBurning in the eyes of the Maker[Outro]FOh, river rise from your sleepFOh, river rise from your sleepFOh, river rise from your sleep