Beautiful Letdown

I was listening to Switchfoot's album today, and it gave me renewed vision. I was remembering listening to these songs while mowing the lawn in high school. The lyrics still ring true in my life to this day.


Hoping that he's meant for more than arguments and failed attempts to fly.
We were meant to live for so much more - have we lost ourselves?

This is your life, are you who you want to be?
This is your life, is it everything you dreamed that it would be when the world was younger, and you had everything to lose?

More than fine, more than bent on getting by. More than fine, more than just okay.

Blame it on what you've been through. Blame it on what you're into. Blame it on your religions. Blame it on politicians. We've been blowing up. We're the issue. It's our condition.

Maybe redemption has stories to tell. Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell. I dare you to move. I dare you to lift yourself up off the ground.

4AM, two hours to go. I'm wearing out a lonely glow. I miss you more than I could know. I've got my hands on redemption's side, whose scars are bigger than these doubts of mine.

Where's your treasure, where's your hope, if you get the world and lose your soul?

We're not infinite. We're not permanent. Nothing is immediate. We're so confident. In our accomplishments. Look at our decadence.

They tell you where you need to go. They tell you when you'll need to leave. They tell you what you need to know. They tell you what you need to know. They tell you who you need to be. But everything inside of you knows there's more than what you've heard. There's so much more than empty conversations, filled with empty words.

I am the second man now.

It was a beautiful letdown, when I crashed and burned, when I found myself alone, unknown, and hurt. It was a beautiful letdown, the day I knew, that all the riches this world had to offer me were never due.