this song, and backsliding, not in the hellfire and brimstone kind of way, but in the way that makes it hard to get out of bed, hard to do anything at all.
"And the sun pours down like honey On our lady of the harbour And she shows you where to look Among the garbage and the flowers There are heroes in the seaweed There are children in the morning They are leaning out for love And they will lean that way forever"