Left the Jar

Six hours sun, I walk alone Keeping time with the whispers I own Vows folded into drawers Five rings that never fit anymore Paper signs, promises then Rooms gone quiet where love should have been I came to hide where no one stays And you asked me for a drink that day You traced my truth without a knife Named the cracks in a rivered life Smoke of my past in open air And still your eyes kept mercy there

I can’t make this heart hold on my own Pour a living water over these bones And when your truth broke open, my God, I ran I ran and left the jar, I left the jar

You crossed the lines we drew so tight A man, a Jew, my people’s fight No mountain war, no temple pride The Father seeks the heart inside Not empty wells or borrowed creeds With spirit and truth for desert needs You spoke with Him, You said to me The Christ I waited for was You, indeed

I can’t make this heart hold on my own Pour living water over these bones And when your truth broke open, my God, I ran I ran and left the jar, I left the jar

We chase the rush that fades by night We scroll the ache to dodge the light We hold our jars like they can save But all they carry is thirst we crave If we lay down what could not fill And bring our thirst, our fractured will The one who waits at noon still says I’ll be your spring for all your days

We can’t make this heart hold on our own Pour living water over these bones Truth in the open, shame on guard We run, we run and leave the jar

I left the jar I’m living water I left the jar I’m living water I left the jar