Hey, Matt has nothing funny to write about today! (Hey, you're getting this for free. If you're expecting quality, go buy a New Yorker or a Hustler or something.) When Matt has nothing to write about, you get either pictures or poetry; today is poetry, or rather, a pretty cool song. (I think I'm turning into Jill.)

I'm all about Switchfoot (beware, it has sound, don't deafen your coworkers). You've probably heard the one single on Top 40 radio, "Meant to Live:"

We were meant to live for so much more
But we lost ourselves.
Somewhere, we live inside . . . somewhere, we live inside.

Decent song, but not the best on their new album, "The Beautiful Letdown." If you can listen to the samples on their website, give this a listen, it's rather my personal song (aka "my cut") of the week:

Twenty-Four

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.

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 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

I've been kinda down intermittently this week, and that song (along with a few other tunes on the same disc, and frequent doses of "Amahl and the Night Visitors") has kept me going.

The CD's worth picking up, particularly for $9.98 at Walmart. Go fetch ye a copy.