Twenty Four Oceans Twenty Four Skies

Twenty-four oceans, twenty-four skies,

twenty-four failures in twenty-four tries.

Twenty-four finds me in twenty-fourth place.

With twenty-four dropouts 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.

But see, I’m not copping out

When you’re raising the dead in me

Oh, I am the second man

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

With all of my symphonies in twenty-four parts

But I want to be one today

Centered and true

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

Singing ‘Spirit, take me up in arms with You’

You’re raising the dead in me</i>

-Switchfoot, “Twenty-Four”

Been stuck in my head for a few days. It may take something like resurrection for to me to maintain my current schedule. Busier than I’ve been in a while, which isn’t much by some standards. Still, pretty busy. It would be easy to back out of my classes, and easy enough to justify. But… I want to be through with that.

Because there’s a minute possibility that I might just be able to handle this. I know, I’m shocked, too.