At 15 years old I was a sophomore in high school, a rifle shooter with dreams of Olympic gold and an avid Switchfoot fan. I even went to see them in concert that year at the Kentucky State Fair. It remains one of my all-time favorite concerts.
Last night I decided that today would be flashback Friday and that Switchfoot would play the soundtrack of my day.
So this morning as I was jamming along with Jon, Tim, Chad and Jerome (Switchfoot’s band members before Drew came along), the song “Twenty-four” came on.
As a 15 year old listening to this song I couldn’t imagine being 24.
But here I am.
And the song makes sense.
Praise Jesus that He’s raising the dead in me.
Favorite lines:
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’
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
Here’s to not copping out.
Twenty-four — Switchfoot
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, 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
(Oh, oh, I am the second man)
(Oh, oh, I am the second man)
All of my symphonies with twenty-four parts
(Oh, oh, I am the second man now)
(And you’re raising the dead in me)
Life is not what I thought it was twenty-four hours ago
(Oh, oh, I am the second man)
(Oh, oh, I am the second man)
Still I’m singing ‘Spirit, take me up in arms with You’
(Oh, oh, I am the second man now)
(And you’re raising the dead in me)
I’m not copping out
(Oh, oh, I am the second man)
Not copping out
(Oh, oh, I am the second man)
Not, not copping out
(Oh, oh, I am the second man)
Sophie Miller 