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Oh, oh deep water, black and like the night
I stand with arms open,
I've run a line
I'm a stranger in the eyes of the

I could not see for the fog in my
I could not feel for the in my life
And from the great divide, In the distance I saw a light
Jean Baptiste's to me with the Maker

My is bent and broken by long and dangerous sleep
I can't work the fields of Abraham and turn my away
I'm not a stranger in the hands of the

Brother John, you seen the homeless daughters
Standing there with broken
I have seen the swords
over east of eden

Burning in the of the Maker
Burning in the eyes of the
in the eyes of the Maker...

Oh, river rise your sleep...