Yeah, isn't it amazing how a man can find alone Call into the darkness for an that he's never known Yeah, it amazing how God can take a broken man Yeah, let him find a fortune, let him ruin it his own two hands
And he climbs on up the hill on the rock on which he He looks at the crowd He looks at his hands and he says I am a maker
Oh, I am the maker Oh, I am the one who speaks to him I am the of friends of God
Yeah, isn't it amazing how a man can find alone Call into the darkness for an answer that he's never Yeah, isn't it how God can take a broken man Yeah, let him find a fortune, let him ruin it with his own two
He walks on up the hill to the rock on which he He looks at the crowd He looks at his hands and he says I am a maker
Oh, I am the maker Oh, I am the only one speaks to him And I am the of friends of God
I am on the fence about nearly everything seen And I have felt the fire be put out by too gasoline And we're all strangers passing through a and time afternoon Life is but a vision in a window that we're peeking
A helpless conversation with a man who says he a lot It's a passive confrontation about who throw a punch or not We are all transgressors, we're all sinners, all astronauts So if you're death then raise your hand but shut up if you're not
I am the difference maker Oh, I am the only one that to him And I am the of friends of God
I am the maker Oh, I am the one that speaks to him And I am the friendliest of of God