28 October 2009

brick by boring brick

twenty-four.
when i awake tomorrow i will be one year older.
another year in the horizon.
at times like these, i find an excuse to make a list of a million things i wish to do...wish to change...wish to accomplish...and somewhere lost in the foolish words, i literally feel it is all possible.
i am not making a list for tomorrow. i am not starting a new journal.
here's to leaving fate as is. to live and let live.

one thing i will do however is check something off my ghost of lists past.....when i used to breathe all things switchfoot, i promised myself that on my twenty-fourth birthday i would play the song 24. why, might you ask? not sure. just one of those frivolous things that only exist in the minds of the average teenager.

so here it is......switchfoots {twenty-four}

Twenty-four oceans
Twenty-four skies
Twenty-four failures
And twenty-four tries
Twenty-four finds me
In twenty-fourth place
With twenty-four drop outs
At the end of the day
Life is not what I thought it was
Twenty-four hours ago
Still I'm singing 'Spirit, take me up in arms with You'
And I'm not who I thought I was
Twenty-four hours ago
Still I'm singing 'Spirit, take me up in arms with You'
There's twenty-four reasons
To admit that I'm wrong
With all my excuses
Still twenty-four strong
See, I'm not copping out
Not copping out
Not copping out
When you're raising the dead in me
Oh, oh I am the second man
Oh, oh I am the second man now
Oh, I am the second man now
And you're raising these...
Twenty-four voices
With twenty-four hearts
All of my symphonies
In twenty-four parts
But I want to be one today
Centered and true
I'm singing 'Spirit take me up in arms with You'
You're raising the dead in me
Oh, oh I am the second man
Oh, oh I am the second man now
Oh I am the second man now
And you're raising the dead in me
Yeah I wanna see miracles
To see the world change
Wrestled the angel for more than a name
For more than a feeling
For more than a cause I'm singing 'Spirit,
take me up in arms with You'
And you're raising the dead in me
Twenty-four oceans
With twenty-four hearts
All of my symphonies
With twenty-four parts
Life is not what I thought it was
Twenty-four hours ago
Still I'm singing 'Spirit, take me up in arms with You'
I'm not copping out
Not copping out







......so maybe i needed that more than i knew........

{happy birthday danielle&corey}

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