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Song of the Week: Something More (Augustine’s Confession) by Switchfoot

There’s nothing I like more than a little old-school Switchfoot to liven up a Wednesday afternoon, but when that Switchfoot arrives during a class it reaches a whole new level of greatness.  That’s right, during Christianity and Western Cultures 1 Dr. Bryan Litfin paused in the middle of his lecture on Augustine, right after describing Augustine’s garden conversion (read Augustine’s account in “Confessions” sometime, it’s incredible) and said, “There’s a song by Switchfoot that sums this up pretty well.  Let’s listen to it”.  He put the lyrics up on the screen, sat down at his desk, and played “Something More (Augustine’s Confession)” for the entire class.  I didn’t think I could possibly love that class any more than I already did, but I should have known that our crowd-surfing, globe-hopping professor had more up his sleeve.  I’m not sure what to expect for this week’s Friday Film, but with Santa Claus slapping heretics on Monday and Switchfoot today, it’s bound to be good.

All that to say, this week’s song of the week is “Something More (Augustine’s Confession)” by Switchfoot, a stellar song that perfectly captures both the emptiness with which Augustine wrestled and the conclusion that he reached: there’s got to be something more.  Enjoy the song, check out the lyrics, and don’t forget to leave your favorite songs in the comments below to see them featured as song of the week some time.  Have a great Wednesday!

Augustine just woke up with a broken heart
All this time he’s never been awake before
At 31 his whole world is a question mark
All this time he’s never been awake before

Watching dreams that he once had
Feed the flame inside his head
In a quiet desperation of the emptiness
He says

Chorus:
“Theres gotta be something more
Than what I’m living for
I’m crying out to you” (2x)

Augustine
All his fears keeping falling out
All this time he’s never been awake before
Finding out his old dreams aren’t panning out
All this time he’s never been awake before

But he’s mad to be alive
And he’s dying to be met
In a quiet desperation of the emptiness
He says

Chorus

Something more

Hey, I give it all away
Nothing I was holding back remains
Hey, I give it all away
Looking for the grace of God today

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