Twenty-four coeans, 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.
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 coices
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
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