歌曲 | The Maker |
歌手 | Emmylou Harris |
专辑 | Spyboy |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
(daniel lanois) | |
Oh, oh deep water, black and cold like the night | |
I stand with arms wide open | |
I've run a twisted line | |
I'm a stranger in the eyes of the maker | |
I could not see for the 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 | |
Of jean baptiste's he's walking to me with the maker | |
My body my body is bent and broken by long and dangerous sleep | |
I can't 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 | |
Burning in the eyes of the maker | |
Burning in the eyes of the maker | |
Oh, river rise from your sleep | |
Oh, river rise from your sleep | |
Oh, river rise from your sleep |
daniel lanois | |
Oh, oh deep water, black and cold like the night | |
I stand with arms wide open | |
I' ve run a twisted line | |
I' m a stranger in the eyes of the maker | |
I could not see for the 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 | |
Of jean baptiste' s he' s walking to me with the maker | |
My body my body is bent and broken by long and dangerous sleep | |
I can' t 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 | |
Burning in the eyes of the maker | |
Burning in the eyes of the maker | |
Oh, river rise from your sleep | |
Oh, river rise from your sleep | |
Oh, river rise from your sleep |
daniel lanois | |
Oh, oh deep water, black and cold like the night | |
I stand with arms wide open | |
I' ve run a twisted line | |
I' m a stranger in the eyes of the maker | |
I could not see for the 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 | |
Of jean baptiste' s he' s walking to me with the maker | |
My body my body is bent and broken by long and dangerous sleep | |
I can' t 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 | |
Burning in the eyes of the maker | |
Burning in the eyes of the maker | |
Oh, river rise from your sleep | |
Oh, river rise from your sleep | |
Oh, river rise from your sleep |