This is the forty-first installment in the Songs of Sacrilege series. This is a series that I would like readers to help me with. If you know of a song that is irreverent towards religion, makes fun of religion, pokes fun at sincerely held religious beliefs, or challenges the firmly held religious beliefs of others, please send me an email.
Today’s Song of Sacrilege is Fly From Heaven by Toad the Wet Sprocket, an American alternative rock band.
Paul is making me nervous
Paul is making me scared
Walk into this room and swaggers
Like he’s God’s own messenger
Change the name of my brother
Change the things that he said
Says that he speaks to him
But he never even knew the man
But I’d give my life for him
Like water through my hands
You’d give him any ending
But if he’s all you say
Would he fly from heaven
To this world again
To this world again
Take whatever you’re needing
Take whatever you can
We are broken from within
Run to another land
Water through my hands
Or is it just beginning
But if he’s all you say
Would he fly from heaven
To this world again
To this world again
They took my brother
They ripped him from me
To twist his words as they did his body
Denied his family
Denied his beauty
To lay him down at the feet
Of those he couldn’t save
Couldn’t save, couldn’t save
Will it be the end
Or is he still ascending
But if he’s all you say
Would he fly from heaven
To this world again, to this world again
I’ve always loved this song. It articulated in a beautiful way so many of the thoughts and doubts that have always been with me. And, of course, I always thought Paul was an asshole, anyway.