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.

CHORUS
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.

Twenty-four reasons to admit that I'm wrong
With all my excuses still twenty-four strong.

CHORUS

But see I'm not coping 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 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
Singing Spirit take me up in arms with You
You're raising the dead in me

Written by Jonathan Foreman. ©2003 Meadowgreen Music Company / Sugar Pete Songs (ASCAP)

Behind the Song:
"I wrote this song near the end of my 24th year on this planet. Wherever we run, wherever the sun finds us when he rises, we remain stuck with ourselves. That can be overwhelming. Sometimes I feel like my soul is polluted with politicians, each with a different point of view. With all 24 of them in disagreement, each voice is yelling to be heard. And so I am divided against myself. I feel that I am a hypocrite until I am one, when all of the yelling inside of me dies down. I’ve heard that the truth will set you free. That’s what I’m living for: freedom of spirit. I find unity and peace in none of the diversions that this world offers. But I’ve seen glimpses of truth and that’s where I want to run." - Jon Foreman (Switchfoot)