Showing posts with label Switchfoot. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Switchfoot. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

#37: Erosion - Switchfoot

37

Erosion
Switchfoot

Genre: Rock



Rain is a bad reminder of everything I don't wanna know
Rain is a backseat driver that takes me where I don't wanna go
And it looks like the sky is caving in again
I'm dry and cracked, the sky goes black
And tut, tut, it looks like rain

Erosion
Oh, Spirit fall like rain on my thirsty sould
Erosion
Oh, sweet erosion, break me and make me whole

The thirstiest grounds can't take the rain
My undecided vices washing on down the drain
And it looks like the sky is caving in again
My heart is cracked, the sky goes black
And tut, tut, it looks like rain

Oh, Erosion, would You wash away my sins
Oh, Erosion, I need a second start again
Oh, Erosion, would You break my heart again
Oh, Erosion, I am a broken hearted man

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

#27: Dirty Second Hands - Switchfoot

#27

Dirty Second Hands
Switchfoot

Velocity: Quick [03:16]
Genre: Rock



Please don't be so naive!
You know you're not fooling anyone!
You're not as tough as you think.

The dirty second hands, the dirty second hands.
Can't get nothing for free.
It becomes so predictable.
You start fighting to breathe.
The dirty second hands, the dirty second hands.

Here's the face of everything that breaks you down:
But now you face the face of everything that breaks you down!
With an army of "me", we invent our own enemies.
It's man versus machine and the dirty second hands,
the dirty second hands.

In the land of the free and the home of the remedy,
the old clock is a thief with dirty second hands,
with dirty second hands.
Here's the face of everything that breaks you down:
Now you face the face of everything that breaks you down!

Are you really as tough as you think?
You blink and you're over the brink,
you bleed but the blood runs pink with dirty second hands,
dirty second hands.

You're not quite as tough as you thought.
You bought the American wrath,
the very scene that you thought you'd
shot with dirty second hands, dirty second hands.

You might be right.
The fight might be right inside you.
The blind leading the light to you so not
leaving you blind you with dirty second hands.

Here's the face of everything that breaks you down
(you, blind you with dirty second hands):
But now you face the face of everything that breaks you down
(you, blind you with dirty second hands)!
You're the face, the face of everything that breaks you down...

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

#11: Meant To Live - Switchfoot

#11

Meant To Live [Video]
Switchfoot

Genre: Rock
Velocity: Standard [03:25]



Fumbling his confidence
And wondering why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he's bent for more than arguments,
And failed attempts to fly, fly

We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside

Dreaming about Providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken, broken

We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside
Somewhere we live inside
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
Somewhere we live inside

We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life

We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live for so much more
Have we lost ourselves?
We were meant to live
We were meant to live