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Twenty-Four
by Switchfoot



Twenty-four oceans,
Twenty-four skies,
Twenty-four failures,
In twenty-four tries.

Twenty-four finds me
In 24th 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.

You see, I'm not copping out,
Not copping out,
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,
And 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, I am the second man,
Oh, I am the second man now.
Oh, I am the second man now,
And you're raising the dead in me.


I want to see miracles,
To see the world change.
I 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,
Twenty-four hearts.
And 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."

I'm not copping out, not copping out.
I'm not copping out
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Lyrics submitted by Courtney.
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