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Senior Member
How Do You Identify?:
Cranky Old Poop
Preferred Pronoun?:
Mr. Beast
Relationship Status:
Married
Join Date: Nov 2009
Location: Central Texas
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The Maker -- Daniel Lanois
Oh, Oh Deep water
Black, and cold like the night
I've stand with my 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
Jean Baptiste
walking to me with The Maker
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
burning in the eyes of The Maker
oh river rise from your sleep....
~Theo~   
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"All that is gold does not glitter, Not all those who wander are lost; The old that is strong does not wither, Deep roots are not reached by the frost." -- J. R. R. Tolkien
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