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Words and music: Rich Mullins and Beaker

Maker of Noses

  D2        Bm7sus     Em7	  A7sus G/A A A/D
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D		         Bm7sus
I believe there is a place  where people live in perfect peace
Where there is food on every plate
      G/A			       A  A/D
Where work is rewarded and rest is sweet
D			   Bm7sus
Where the color of your skin  won't get you in or keep you out
Where justice reigns and truth finally wins
    G/A				       A
Its hard fought war against fear and doubt
And everyone I know wants to go there too
But when I ask them to do it they seem so confused
     Em7		    D/F#
Do I turn to the left, do I turn to the right
	G6			        G/A         A
When I turned to the world they gave me this advice

They said, boy you just follow your heart
But my heart just led me into my chest
They said follow your nose
	  D/F#			 G			   G/A
But the direction changed every time I went and turned my head
     A	        D
And they said, boy you just follow your dreams
But my dreams were only misty notions
        Em7sus			D/F#
But the Father of hearts and the Maker of noses
	G			 A7sus	      A		VAMP
And the Giver of dreams, He's the One I have chosen and I will follow Him

I believe there'll come a time; Lord, I pray it's not too far off
There'll be no poverty or crime
And there'll be no greed and we'll learn how to love
The children will be safe in their homes
There'll be no violence out on the street
The old will not be left alone
And the strong will learn how to care for the weak
And everyone I know hopes it comes real soon
But when I ask 'em where I find it they seem so confused
Do I find it in the day, do I find it in the night?
When I finally ask the world they give me this advice

           A7sus        A
...He's the One I have chosen
    B  /A#	      /G#		 /F#
And oh,   I hear the voice of a million dreams
     E				 B/D#
Then I wake in the world that I'm partly made of
	  E	           F#7sus    F#
And the world that is partly my own making
    D2  /C#	      /B		  /A
And oh,   I hear the song of a heart set free
	  Em7			 D2/F#
That will not be kept down by the fury and sound
      G			   A7sus	     A7  A/B  B7
Of a world that is wasting away but keeps saying


  E	  C#m7sus     F#m7 E/G#    A  A/B B
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repeat CODA ad lib and fade

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