It's a nice day for a walk

I think I'll go to the lake

I see the people standing there

I hear a voice



"Friend, tell me what's going on?"

He shakes his head and walks away

I see a man in a boat

I hear him speak



Birds!

Rocks!

Thorns!

Good soil!



You think you see, but you are blind

You think you hear; you do not understand

Your hearts are hard, you've closed your mind

Oh, I would heal you!



More than a man

The Son of Man

More than a carpenter

With Eyes of Fire

And voice like a streamthunder

His words cut to the bone



He tells another tale as I watch

I sense his words are true

Though he talks in riddles

I know there's more



Many leave now, though I stay

I need to understand

Tell me more, I need to know

Who you are



Who is this man, a carpenter?

How did he learn such truth?

Who is this man, a carpenter?

No, so much more