America Gomorrah - More Than A Carpenter lyrics

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 stream/thunder 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