My Epic - Pour

God save us from our good intentions
What you meant to be organic we've refined into an engine
We call it progress but we forget even water is poison if we breathe it

Just how much can we love spread so thin?
Spread so thin?
Just how much can we love spread so thin?

Where are the naked prophets?
Where are their harlot wives?
How can the spirit move when his body parts don't coincide?

These times are complicated so we compartmentalize
There are few burdens shared - just seldom intersecting lives

Then Satan came and offered up the kingdom whole, Messiah refused then took it man by man
Pharisees thought he would topple the empire but he changed the world by caring for men
Not the systems they create

Temples for the temples?
Systems for the Spirit?

We became the temples so let's build each other
Could we hear the spirit if we just lived simpler?

Everybody go and grab your neighbors
Let's all sink our roots and see a harvest
Nobody alive has all the answers but Abba bears the load when love is hard