Text: MxPx. Pokinatcha. Jars of Clay.

A promise from a cardboard box
So commonly thrown on the street
How easily we break apart
But we never seem to stay that way there's

Something inside
Something inside those jars of clay!
Something inside
Something inside those jars of clay! Hey

Outwardly we're wasting away
Inside we're renewed day by day
It's always him it's never me
He is truth why can't you see?

Something inside
Something inside those jars of clay!
Something inside
Something inside those jars of clay! Hey

Something inside
Something inside those jars of clay!
Something inside
Something inside those jars of clay! Hey