I’ve not stopped listening to Switchfoot’s new set, Vice Verses since the album was released this past Tuesday. The sheer honesty and reflection from one particular song, Thrive, falls in line with a chapter I just finished from my upcoming novel, The Wedding and Disaster of Felona Mabel.
No, I’m not alright
I know that I’m not right
A steering wheel doesn’t mean you can drive
A warm body doesn’t mean I’m aliveNo, I’m not alright
I know that I’m not right
Feel like I travel but I never arrive
I wanna thrive not just survive.