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needs Lonely Nationby SWITCHFOOT She turns like the ocean She tells no emotion She's been gunning down the fight She's reminiscing Blood, sweat and one thing's missing She's been breaking up inside, inside Singing without tongues screaming without lungs I want more than my lonely nation I want more than my lonely nation Desperate we are young Separate we are one I want more than my desperation I want more than my lonely nation We are the target market We set the corporate target We are slaves of what we want We're just numb and amused and We're just used to bad news and We are slaves of what we want Singing without tongues screaming without lungs I want more than my lonely nation I want more than my lonely nation Desperate we are young Separate we are one I want more than my desperation I want more than my lonely nation Lonely, lonely Don't leave me hollow I'm tired Don't leave me hollow I'm tired of feeling low, of feeling hollow I'm tired of feeling low, of feeling hollow I'm tired of feeling low, of feeling hollow Of feeling hollow, feeling hollow Singing without tongues screaming without lungs I want more than my lonely nation I want more than my lonely nation Desperate we are young Separate we are one I want more than my lonely nation I want more than my lonely nation I want more than my lonely nation I want more than my lonely nation -- "Desperate times call for desperate measures. Over the course our time on the road as a band I have met so many amazing, beautiful, desperate, lonely people. We are the lonely nation. We are the disenchanted, the disillusioned- we are the remnant of lonely souls wanting more than anything that we can buy with this cold, hard cash. I wrote this song while we were playing a stretch of rock radio shows. I'd walk around near the back and just breathe in the loneliness- masses of lonely, scared kids. I remember thinking about the irony. Here you have this connected generation of online communities, IM, TM, myspace, and cell phones that grows more and more lonely every day. This is a song is still yearning, saying, "Don't settle, please, don't give up. Fight for only the true and the beautiful!" i was thinking about the fact that we are nothing in our own strength and only god can change a person. if that is so, what are our efforts during the struggle for, and if our efforts are supposed to be coupled with god's (as in my will* + His power) then why does he take such a long time to work the change? [*my will as in i have to be willing to let god change me] and then we go back to "god has his own timing". and so he does. me, i just have to be patient and wait upon the Lord for my eyes to be opened and my heart to be healed. i chose the song above because it reflects a huge part of what i am, or what anyone else is for that matter (it's just to different extents i guess). but for me, i was given this portion. somehow or other, god meant it for me to go through the experiences that i did and the resulting mould it had on my personality and my life. and somehow or other i just have to believe by faith it is all there for a reason. my propensity for loneliness, and my undying need to feel loved and accepted. i see it reflected in some of the things i have touched in this life. to say i have never felt loved and accepted by god would be a lie right to His face, total blasphemy. that would be equivalent to denying that i am a christian, for god is love and true christians would have definitely felt His love, starting with His one act of dying on the cross. this idea of missing out on His love what some people have proposed. but i choose to disagree. i have felt His love and acceptance, enough to be satisfied, at some points in my life. it is at the very root of why i still believe. however, that has not been consistently so. and now is one of those moments when i'm not really feeling it. and yet i know only god holds the key. fox mulder's poster (if you remember the x-files) in his office comes to mind: "i want to believe". believe in what? believe in His promises. actually come to think of it, right now i'm not exactly feeling lonely. it's more like...i have this incurable, constant, undying need to be loved and accepted for who i am. i hate it when the church youth ignore me. i hate the rumours they spread about me and the false, negative judgement some of them pass on me, simply because they don't understand me and they don't get how my mind works. yes. i'm still going on about that. and i'm wondering whether it's me that needs to change, or the type of youth service i go to that needs to change. |
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