Oh, oh deep water, black and cold like the night
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I stand with arms wide open
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I've run a twisted mile
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I'm a stranger in the eyes of the Maker
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And I could not see for the fog in my eyes
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I could not feel for the fear in my life
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From across the great divide
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In the distance I saw the light
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Of John Baptist walking to me with the Maker
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My body is, is bent and broken by long and dangerous sleep
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But I can't work the fields of Abraham and turn my head away
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I'm not a stranger in the hands of the Maker
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Brother John, have you seen the homeless daughters
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Standing there with broken wings
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I have seen the flaming sword
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There over east of Eden
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Burning in the eyes of the Maker
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Burning in the eyes of the Maker
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Burning in the eyes of the Maker
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Oh, river rise from your sleep
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Oh, river rise from your sleep
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Oh, river rise from your sleep
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The Maker
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| Dave Matthews Band and Dave Matthews |
