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Jars of Clay - Jars of Clay*


*Selected Tracks


sinking

It's not my problem anymore
You see it never really was
So you can stop caring as you call it
And I'll be fine right here.

You see that I can play a pretty
convincing role
So I don't need you, I don't think
I need you

Chrous
But you see through my forever lies
And yo are not believing
And I see in your forever healing

You can't hear what I'm not saying
And I can hold out long enough
Treading water I can keep from sinking
I'm not one for reaching

Yo see that I can play a pretty
convincing role
So I don't need you, I think
I need you

But you see through my forever lies
And you are not believing
And I see in your forever eyes
And you are forever healing

You see that I can play a pretty
convincing role
So I don't need you, I don't think
I need you

Chorus
But you see through my forever lies
And you are not believing
And I see in your forever lies
And you are forever healing


Flood

Rain rain on my face
It hasn't stopped raining for days
My world is a flood
Slowly I become one with the mud

But if I can't swim after forty days
And my mind is crushed by the thrashing waves
Life me up so high that I cannot fall
Lift me up,
Lift me up - When I'm falling
Life me up - I'm weak and I'm dying
Lift me up - I need you to hold me
Lift me up - Keep me from drowning again

Down pour on my soul
Splashing in the ocean I'm losing control
Dark sky all around
I can't feel my feet touching the ground

But if I can't swim after forty days
And my mind is crushed by the thrashing waves
Life me up so high that I cannot fall
Lift me up,
Lift me up - When I'm falling
Life me up - I'm weak and I'm dying
Lift me up - I need you to hold me
Lift me up - Keep me from drowning again

Calm the storms that drench my eyes
Dry the streams still flowing
Cast down all the waves of sin
And guilt that overthrow me

But if I can't swim after forty days
And my mind is crushed by the thrashing waves
Life me up so high that I cannot fall
Lift me up,
Lift me up - When I'm falling
Life me up - I'm weak and I'm dying
Lift me up - I need you to hold me
Lift me up - Keep me from drowning again

Lift me up - When I'm falling
Life me up - I'm weak and I'm dying
Lift me up - I need you to hold me
Lift me up - Keep me from drowning again


Like A Child

Dear god
surround me as I speak,
the bridges that I walk across
are weak
Frustrations fill the void that
I can't solely bear
Dear God,
don't let me fall apart
you've held me close to you
I have turned away and searched
for answers I can't understand

They say that I can move the mountains
And send them falling to the sea
If I would follow and believe
With Faith Like a Child

Sometimes,
when I feel, miles away
and my eyes can't see your face
I wonder if I've grown to lose the
recklessness I walked
in light of you

They say that love can
heal the broken
They say that hope can
make you see
They say that faith can find a Savior
If you would follow and believe
With Faith Like a Child
 


Liquid

Arms nailed down
are you telling me something?
Eyes turned out
are you looking for someone

This is one thing,
This is one thing that I
know

Blood-stained brow,
are you dying for nothing
Flesh and blood
is it so element

This is one thing
the one thing that I
know.

Blood-stained brow
He wasn't broken for nothing
Arms nailed down
He didn't die for nothing.

This is one thing,
The one thing that
I know.


He

Don't try to reach me, I'm already dead
The path when it grips me, for things that I've done

Well, I try to make you proud
But for crying out loud
Just give me a chance to hide away
Exhaustion takes over, will this someday
be over?

Chorus:
Fearful, tears are running down
The pain, you've laid, don't speak a sound
Don't take my heart away from me
And they think I fell down

Daddy, don't you love me
Then why do you hit me
And Momma don't you love me
Then why do you hurt me
Well, I try to make you proud
But for crying out loud
Just give me a chance to hide away
Exhaustion takes over, will this someday be over?

A teardrop falls from up in the heavens
Drowning the sorrow of angels in high
For the least of hopeless, the
helpless the loveless
My Jesus, His children, He holds in His arms
 


Worlds Apart

I am the only one to blame for this
Some how it all ends up the same
Soaring on the wings of selfish pride
I flew too high and like
I charus I collide

With a world I try so hard to leave behind
To rid myself of all but love to give and die

To turn away and not become
Another nail to pierce the skin
of one who loves
More deeply than the oceans,
more abundant than the tear
Of a world embracing every
heartache

can I be the one to sacrifice
Or grip the spear and watch the
blood and water flow

To love you-take my world apart
To need you-I am on my knees
To love you-take my world apart
To need you-broken
on my knees

All I said and done I stand alone
Amongst remains of a life I should not own
It takes all I am to believe
In mercy that covers me

Did you really have to die for me
All I am for all you are
Because what I need and what I
believe are worlds apart


Boy on a string

The marionette has your number
Pulling your arms and legs till you
can't stand on your own
Dragging your conscience on the stage
and your heart
get rearranged, and you cannot tell
your mentor from your Maker
Look at the crowds bleeding with
laughter
Over the way you entertain at
beckon call
They don't see behind the lights or
the painted background
They just like to see you fall

But you, don't really mind
Cause you're just wasting time
You can't feel anything
Just a boy on a string

I feel sadness like Gapetto
Watching the life that he created run
away,
Seeing the puppeteer's intrusion and
holding the remains
of puppets that rotted away
One day the curtain will not open
And all of the crowds will go away
Someday those strings will
choke you
But until that day

But you don't really mind
Cause your wasting your time
You can't feel anything
Just a boy on a string


Art in Me


Images on the sidewalk speak of
dream's descent
Washed away by storms to graves of
cynical lament
Dirty canvases to call my own
Protest limericks carved by the old pay phone

In your picture book I'm trying hard to see
Turning endless pages of this tragedy
Sculpting every move you compose a
symphony
You plead to everyone, "See the art in me."

Broken stained-glass windows, the
fragments ramble on
Tales of broken souls, an eternity been won
As critics soon scorn the thoughts and works
of mortal man
My eyes are drawn to you in awe once again

In your picture book I'm trying hard to see
Turning endless pages of this tragedy
Sculpting every move you compose
a symphony
You plead to everyone, "see the art in me."