"judging from picture books, apparently, heaven is a partly cloudy place. and if the sky opened up and they let you in and gave you a formal invitation, would you go? you could work from home."
"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"