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8/8/2019 Nothing is Sound

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1. LONELY NATION

She turns like the oceanShe tells no emotionShe’s been gunning down the fightShe’s just reminiscingBlood, sweat and one thing’s missingShe’s been breaking up inside, insideSinging without tongues, screaming without lungsI want more than my lonely nation, I want more thanmy lonely nationDesperate we are young. Separate we are one.I want more than my desperation. I want more thanmy lonely nationWe 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 andWe are slaves of what we wantLonely, lonely

Don’t leave me hollow. I’m tired.Don’t leave me hollow. I’m tired of feeling low, of feeling hollow.

2. STARS

Maybe I’ve been the problemMaybe I’m the one to blameBut even when I turn it off and blame myself theoutcome feels the sameI’ve been thinking maybe I’ve been partly cloudyMaybe I’m the chance of rainAnd maybe I’m overcastAnd maybe all my luck’s washed down the drainI’ve been thinking about everyone

Everyone you look so lonelyBut when I look at the stars I see someone elseWhen I look at the stars I feel like myselfStars looking at a planet watching entropy and painAnd maybe start to wonder how the chaos in our livescould pass as saneI’ve been thinking about the meaning of resistance of a hope beyondmy own

And suddenly the infinite and penitent begin to look like homeI’ve been thinking about everyoneEveryone you look so emptyEveryone, everyone, we feel so lonelyEveryone, everyone, we feel so emptyWhen I look at the stars I feel like myselfWhen I look at the stars I see someone

3. HAPPY IS A YUPPIE WORD

Everyone dies, everyone loves a fightNothing is sound, nothing is right side rightEvening comes when the sun goes down in redNothing is coolWhen will all the fighting end?Happy is a yuppie wordNothing in the world could fail me nowIt’s empty as an argumentI’m running down a life that won’t cash outEverything failsEverything runs its courseA time and a place for all of this love and warEveryone buys, everyone’s got a price

Nothing is new, when will all the failures riseWhen will all us failures rise, riseHappy is a yuppie wordBlessed is the man who’s lost it allLooking for an orphanageI’m looking for a bridge I can’t burn downI don’t believe the emptinessI’m looking for the kingdom coming downEverything is meaninglessI want more than simple cash can buyHappy is a yuppie wordNothing is sound

4. THE SHADOW PROVES THE SUNSHINE

Sunshine won’t you be my mother?Sunshine come and help me singMy heart is darker than these oceansMy heart is frozen underneathCrooked soul trying to stay up straightDry eyes in the pouring rainThe shadow proves the sunshineTwo scared little runawaysHold fast till the break of daylightWhen the shadow proves the sunshineOh Lord why did you forsake me

Oh Lord don’t be far away, awayStorm clouds gathering beside mePlease Lord don’t look the other wayI’m a crooked soul trying to stay up straightShine on meLet my shadows prove the sunshine

5. EASIER THAN LOVE

Sex is currencyShe sells cars, she sells magazinesAddictive, bittersweet, clap your handswith the hopeless nicotinesEveryone’s a lost romantic, since our love became a kissing show

Everyone’s a Casanova, come and pass me the mistletoeEveryone’s been scared to death of dying here aloneShe is easier than love, is easier than life. It’s easier to fake andsmile and bribeIt’s easier to leave. It’s easier to lie.It’s harder to face ourselves at night, feeling aloneWhat have we done, what is the monster we’ve becomeWhere is my soul

(Numb)Sex is industry, the CEO of corporate policySkin deep ministry, suburban youth, hail your so called libertyEvery advertising antic our banner waves with a neon glowWar and love become pedantic, we wage love with a mistletoeEveryone’s been scared to death of dying here aloneSex is easier than love.

6. THE BLUES

Is this the new year or just another nightIs this the new fear or just another frightIs this a new tear or just another desperationIs this the finger or just another fistIs this the kingdom or just a hit and missI miss direction most in all this desperationIs this what they call freedomIs this what you call painIs this what they call discontented fameIt’ll be a day like this one when the world caves inI’m singing this one like a broken piece of glassFor broken hearts and broken noses in the backIs this the new year or just another desperation

You push until you’re shovingYou bend until you breakDo you stand on the broken fields where your fathers layIt’ll be a day like this one when the world caves inIs there nothing here worth saving? Is there no one here at all?Is there any net left that could break our fall?It’ll be a day like this one when the sky falls downAnd the hungry and poor and deserted are foundAre you discontented? Have you been pushing hard?Have you been throwing down this broken house of cards?It’ll be a day like this one when the world caves inIs there nothing left now, nothing left to singAre there any left who haven’t kissed the enemyIs this the new year or just another desperationDoes justice never find you? Do the wicked never lose?Is there any honest song to sing besides these blues?And nothing is okay until the world caves inUntil the world caves in, until the world caves in…

7. THE SETTING SUN

I’ve got a wound that doesn’t heal, burning out againburning out again.I’m not sure which of me is real. I’m alone again,burning out again.My hope runs underneath it all the day that I’ll be homeIt won’t be long, I belong somewhere past this setting sunFinally free, finally strong, somewhere back where I belongThey’re selling shares of me again, I’m not buying it,I’m not buying itMy wound goes deeper than the skin. There’s no hiding it,so I’m not trying itMy hope runs underneath it all, the day that I’ll be homeFinally back where we belongFinally freeIt’s gonna take you to the setting sunLet the weak say I am strong and it won’t be longLet the right say I was wrong and it won’t be longLet us find where we belong, beyond this setting sun,

beyond this setting sun

8. POLITICIANS

Everything is broken, everything is brokenEverything is breaking down, breaking downEverything is bleeding, everything is bleedingEverything is breaking down, breaking downI pledge allegiance to a country without borders,without politiciansWatching for my sky to get torn apartWe are broken, we are bitterWe’re the problem, we’re the politiciansWatching for our sky to get torn apart

Come on and break meEntropy and aching, where have we been aimingEverything is fading out, fading outWe are the faded, splintered and sedatedEverything is fading out, fading outI pledge allegiance to a country without borders,without politicians

9. GOLDEN

(Like freedom in spring)She’s alone tonight with a bitter cup andShe’s undone tonight, she’s all used upShe’s been staring down the demons who’ve been screaming she’sjust another so and so,another so and soYou are golden, you are golden childYou are golden, don’t let go, don’t let go tonightThere’s a fear that burns like trash insideAnd your shame the curse that burns your eyesYou’ve been hiding in the bedroom hoping this isn’thow the story has to goIt’s not the way it goes, it’s your book nowYou’re a lonely soul in a land of broken heartsYour far from home is a perfect place to startSo this final verse is a contradiction and the more we learn,the less we knowWe’ve been talking about a feeling, we both know insidebut couldn’t find the wordsI couldn’t write this verse. I’ve seldom been so sureabout anything before

This world is a dead man downEvery breath is a fading crown we wear like some debilitated kingThe earth spins and the moon goes roundThe green comes from the frozen groundAnd everything will be made new again like freedom in spring(Like freedom in spring)

10. THE FATAL WOUND

I am the crisisI am the bitter endI’m gonna gun this downI am dividedI am the razor edgeThere is no easy nowSon of sorrow, staring down forever with an aching viewDisenchanted let’s go down together with the fatal woundThis is the real thing, no rubber bullets nowThis is the final bowMy breath avoids me, my chest is in my headMy stomach’s upside downSon of sorrow, staring down forever with an aching view

Disenchanted let’s go down together with the fatal woundWith the fatal woundWith the fatal wound

11. WE ARE ONE TONIGHT

All riseAll fallI’ll fail you allWe built these cities to stand so tallWe’ve lostOur wallsI don’t want to lose you coming down with the whole world upsidedownI don’t have a soul to trust in now with the whole world upside downWe are one tonight and we’re singing it outWe are one tonight and we’re dreaming out loudThough the world is flawed these scars will healWe are one tonightTwo eyesOne tongueI’ve come undoneI’m no victimI’ve paid these duesI came to loseI don’t want to fight about it now with the whole world upside downI don’t have a soul to trust in now with the whole world upside downI don’t want to lose the common ground withthe whole world upside downI don’t want to fight about it now in a world that’s burning outLet’s slow the evening down, slow it down, slow downPlease slow down, down, downThe stars are coming out

12. DAISY

Daisy give yourself awayLook up at the rain, the beautiful display of power and surrenderGiving us today when she gives herself awayRain, another rainy dayComes up from the ocean, to give herself awayShe comes down easy on rich and debt the same whenshe gives herself awayLet it go, daisy let it goOpen up your fist this fallen worldDoesn’t hold your interest, it doesn’t hold your soulDaisy let it goPain, give yourself a name, call yourself contrition, avarice or shameGiving isn’t easy, neither is the rain and she gives herself awayDaisy why another day, why another sunrise, who will take the blameFor all redemptive motion and every rainy dayHe gives himself awayLet it go, daisy let it goLet it go…

All songs written by Jonathan Foreman except: “Lonely Nation,”

“Easier Than Love,” and “We Are One Tonight” written by

Jonathan Foreman and Tim Foreman.

All songs © 2005 Meadowgreen Music Company and Sugar Pete Songs/

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Photography: Danny Clinch (Back and silhouette band photos) • Other Photography: Jon Foreman + Andy

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iamalwayshungry.com • Art Direction & Design: Justin Clark/Clark-Studios.com • Produced by John Fields

& Switchfoot • Recorded by Steven Miller, John Fields, Chris Testa, Dorian “wook” Crozier & Switchfoot at

Signature Sound, Big Fish, House of Cards Studio, Big Brown Sound, Starstruck Studio, The Pass,

Stellenbosch Univ. S. Africa, and dingy backstage dressing rooms everywhere. • Assistants: Michael Harris,

Ben Moore, Matt Beckley, Cameron Barton, Zeph Sowers • Tracks 4, 6, 9, 10 & 12 Mixed by Bob

Clearmountain at MixThis! Assistant: Brandon Duncan • Tracks 1, 2, 3, 5, 7, 8 & 11 Mixed by Chris Lord-

Alge at Resonate Music, Burbank, CA. Assisted by Keith Armstrong & Dimtar Krnjaic • Additional

Percussion: Ken Chastain • “Daisy” Strings: Chris Westlake & Tommy Barbarella • “The Blues” Strings:

Tommy Barbarella • “Stars” Guest Background Vocals: Andy Sturmer • “We Are One Tonight” Guest Background

Vocals: Rachel Masen • “The Blues” Choir: Todd Cooper, Jimmy Coup, Joel Hossler • Segue Vocals: The Kuyasa

Kids, Recorded by Ryan Nichols and Helmut Meijer • Mastered by Ted Jensen at Sterling Sound, New York

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